I was tortured by the pain, stubborn and persistent one.
It pierces my chest, at the wrong time.
I don't sleep, although I'm tired to death.
I can't until I hear your voice.
-What are you doing? -Nothing, always same conversation.
Your voice sends me a clear message-
No, your city is not that far away,
as you are from me.
Love, love, that's how we called it,
empty room, empty walls,
you and me really knew
how it was to be in love.
You and me really knew,
how it was to be in love.
I lie to myself, but lies are easy to see through
and it is hard for me to accept the painful truth.
My arm would like to touch you,
because you are all I have.
-What are you doing? -Nothing, always same conversation.
Your voice sends me clear message-
No, your city is not that far away,
as you are from me.
Love, love, that's how we called it,
empty room, empty walls,
you and me really knew
how it was to be in love.
You and me really knew,
how it was to be in love.