To leave it be,
in the day only I remember
when you hug me tight,
kissed me while the evening
is young, I can only breath
once, but a long pause I tried,
I'm lost, maybe I wasn't paying
attention, I was there yet
my mind is occupied with that
light flickering in the sky, I thought
I've seen myself there, oh, it wasn't
me, I guess it's the reflection of the
window glass where the post lamp
is beaming, well, I can't tell
that night was a long breath of fresh
feeling, a feeling of long-lasting, up
there where the room is cold,
where your heart is now gone.
