Somehow I didn't recognize the meaning Of the simple words that You've said Guess It's much too late to wonder Why they are echoing in my head
It should be better in this place Where I'll be never digressed by you Something's beating in my chest, I didn't want to be your next prey, but who knew.
I'm right there behind you looking In a window - clouds are turning grey Now Your wings are finally spread And you're flying away!
It should be better in this place Where I'll be never digressed by you Something's beating in my chest, I didn't want to be your next prey, but who knew.
Will you keep it inside, all the memories of us Or will you burn it down The image is blurring, with the lights growing dim Does it really matter? does it really matter?
It should be better in this place Where I'll be never digressed by you Something's beating in my chest, I didn't want to be your next prey...