In my room
I would come back to you
Other ways.
In my room
I would connect the parts of the heaven
To my fingers
And the world is falling on me.
In my room
There is the clock
In which you are not.
In my room
I would decorate time
With paper and ink
With my fingers.
And the world is falling on me.
If you squeeze in arms my voice,
You will notice that
You don't feel the distance.
Much...Too much time
I would like to be able to tell you that
I...I don't feel the distance,
I don't feel the distance
In my room.
I don't feel the distance
In my room...
If you squeeze in arms my voice,
You will notice that
You don't feel the distance.
Much...Too much time
I would like to be able to tell you that
I...I don't feel the distance...