Who knows what you are thinking of
What faded pictures are in your mind
I can smell your hair in the wind
When you pass by the hotel
Within curious people staring
Dont ask for anything from me today
Dont tell me whether your happiness or sorrow
Dont touch me if Im sleeping
Leave the city, come to me
Near to a place where the time is lost
Is the world still turning out there
Out there, far away from you and me
All the lies that were told us are out here
In this hotel room
While you pull me to you when you twist and turn
And I give up my confusion step by step
If the world turns I dont care
We have left him out there
The fire is outside
The book is outside
The sin is outside
The good is outside