There are hundreds of languages,
But I don't understand them.
There are thousands of reasons
Why you don't talk to me.
Maybe I betrayed you,
Maybe I hurt you.
I went way overboard,
Ventured us.
Is it possible,
That you're crying?
Do I see tears?
I'm sorry,
I don't have the time
To give you more.
You are still the same for me.
I'm writing these lines for you.
I'm writing these lines for you.
Maybe you can remember:
We were telling us stories until the night.
We made love like wild ones,
Kept ourselves awake.
It was this thrill.
It was this gut feeling.
And we though knew so much,
but suddenly there was silence.
Is it possible,
That you're crying?
Do I see tears?
I'm sorry,
I don't have the time
To give you more.
You are still the same for me.
I'm writing these lines for you.
Is it possible,
That you're crying?
Do I see tears?
I'm sorry,
I don't have the time
To give you more.
Is it possible,
That you're crying?
Do I see tears?
I'm sorry,
I don't have the time
To give you more.
You are still the same for me.
I'm writing these lines for you.
I'm writing these lines for you.
For you.