I like to talk to myself
Every morning in the bed
Can you say the word
That will not come to my place
Are you waiting for the train?
No.. those old rained shoes are gone
Still pictures are not the same
But trees are talking to themselves
I want my light back from you
Huuu... wake up
I don't want to wait up
Living things are hard to keep in
Did you get up?
I don't want to give up
Every love has it's beautiful end
The wave will come to your place
And it will take the broken vast
I would not call it home, when the sun is so blur
Mirror will flash
It is not the same like it use to be
But the time will tell us what we are meant to be
Don't hide yourself
Don't hide yourself
Huuu... wake up
I don't want to wait up
Living things are hard to keep in
Did you get up?
I don't want to give up
Every love has it's beautiful end