I can no longer tell if I still know how to feel
My heart doesn't belong to me anymore
It doesn't want to obey me anymore
Seems like it's just as tired as myself
I even thought that it's just because I don't know
That I'm still capable of believing
I feel so lonesome
And they say that loneliness serves me well
Sometimes I make plans
Sometimes I want to go
To some distant country
Be happy again
I can no longer tell what happened
If everything that went on was in fact a dream of mine
If my wish turned out to materialize
What to do next
Where do I go to?
I saw you coming back to me
I saw you coming back to me
I saw you coming back to me...