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 springtime 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.