The distance between the tables may not be even long,
but I barely see the table next to me
Someone else gets to share it with you now
I listen alone when it's playing from far away...
When you ask her to dance with you like that,
I can already see the next moment
She believes in your words and she dreams
I know more, now it's playing for you...
You had lived already before me
And you didn't know how I was afraid
that you'd compare me to others, but that way
I pushed you into someone else's lap from mine
I got to hear it in so clear words
that I'd be now only the former one
I understand you, there's nothing I can do
I see you leaving, and it's still playing...
It's empty, dark - only somewhere it plays...