Just another season on my own
well I'm getting used to the cold
my mind is just about to kill my heart
well I guess I don't mind.
I've lost all my songs in a summer dusk
and I broke my guitar.
And this doesn't make any sense at all
but neither does life.
Tell me darling
am I flying?
am I reaching you?
Am I dying
under your skin?
or just about to born?
Please don't wake me, no, don't shake me
I'm in a better world
let me forget what day is today
and this stupid song.
And I close my eyes and I enjoy the ride
way back to your arms.
Tomorrow I'll wake up with tears in my eyes
and your taste in my mouth.
Tell me darling
am I flying?
am I reaching you?
Am I dying
under your skin?
or just about to born?
Don't wanna wake up no more.
Don't wanna live anymore.
Don't wanna come back home
and feel you there, and feel your smell
and feel you there, and feel your smell
but you're gone...
