This is the way of telling myself
who I am
Maybe I am standing way too long
at this window
And I can still feel how it makes my flesh creep
And I can still see the distance to me
Alone in your room
and the rain just doesn't stop
Why can't I be sad
I wish these tears were mine
This is the way of telling myself
who I am
Maybe I am standing way too long
at this window
And I can still feel how it makes my flesh creep
And I can still see the distance to me
Maybe someday
I'll understand what's this for
Talking to myself,
staring through this window
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