In the furthest corner of my room
my heart always quietly withers
when in the sea of wierd things
I find a piece of you
In the furthest corner of my room
I muddle dream and reality
I hold one blue shirt
the dearest blue shirt
Ref
Let your blue shirt remind me, let the scent linger
let the blue shirt breathe instead of you
now that you are gone let the shirt sleep beside me
the only thing of you I have is the dearest blue shirt
She (the shirt) guards dreams and words
summer, winter,all those mornings
it lasts, lasts in my corner
like it did yesterday, like it will tomorrow
Sometimes for too long, for too long I kiss it (the shirt)
sometimes firmly, firmly I hold it (the shirt)
instead you you, instead of you
sometimes I only, I only scream