Letras
It's just you, at the window pane
If you breathe just right
You can write your name
Just a couple of lines
In a liar's game
And nobody's listening anyway
It's just you, at the marketplace
With your basket full of an empty space
With nothing to buy
But time to waste
And nobody's listening anyway
You do all your talking
In a one way telephone
Just a lonely voice
That craves the sound of its echo
Through the dial tone
It's just you, making all those plans
What you're gonna do
Who you'll do it with
And the roads all end up circling
And nobody's listening anyway
It's just you, waking up at night
With a dream so real
You were sure you died
You were falling, fighting
Man, you were flying
And nobody's listening anyway
You do all your talking
In a one way telephone
Just a lonely voice
That craves the sound of its echo
Through the dial tone
It's just you, at the window pane
If you breathe just right
You can breathe again
Just a couple of days
In a year of rain
And nobody's listening anyway
Nobody's listening anyway
Nobody's listening anyway