In the first days of the spring time Made you a prince with a thousand enemies Made a trail of… Of a thousand tears Made you a prisoner inside your own frequency
There’s a ghost in me Who wants to say “I’m sorry…” Doesn’t mean I’m sorry…
At the first hour of the spring time Made you a prince with a thousand enemies Now I see you from the corner Clock strikes and I know you will be drinking alone
There’s a ghost in me Who wants to say “I’m sorry…” Doesn’t mean I’m sorry…