Not tonight
I won't count the stars
At this point I already know
They are always the same
Have you ever spent
Nights below zero
Emptying inkwells
Painting your dreams in black and white?
Not to die
You can't die for love
In your heart it is cold as if it was already... december!
Not to die
Bye bye my love, bye bye, bye to you
I have a red flower with me in my pocket... forever!
If our age
Was made to get wrong
From who already went through it,
There's very little to learn
People like me
Who sell words
For somebody there's at least
The hope to make a heart fall in love.