Already, a year passes by
I forget
So many names,
But still I search for the feeling,
And softly kiss your lips
So close like that one time
But miles away
Feel only chill
Where has it gone
That which was there before
Who stole my fear
Everything will be better
But never good again
Everything will be beautiful
But never hot again 1
No burning fever
Not clamoring within me
Why doesn't it hurt anymore?
I wanna be faster than time
To lose touch (with it) out of fear
Everything will be better
And I know myself very well
Everything about me
Seems full
And I ask myself what comes after
I crawl out of it quietly
Just like the time
The secret agent
Who searches him/herself -- yet never finds anything 2
I'm on the run
I'm on the hunt
Who had stolen my fear
Everything will be better...
1. hot as in sexy2. fand is the past tense of 'find'