Again with you, another day is about to pass Evenings are always so silent Possessions are somewhere and I am somewhere else I feel as if your shadow is following me
Turn on the lights, what's this feeling? Even in your absence, your presence is in this house, lingering
I won't leave, I will hold on to dreams I won't leave, I will make love with your longing
The weather is gloomy, streets are troubled Your voice is the footprints on pavements The more I try to get used to it, the more it grows In my chest, like anger, so silent, so insidious