I could not look for you that much
I think, you didn't miss me that much
Step after step,in your city
I'd keep getting a step closer to you
Saying, "You're not there"
This black-death-like night,
These acid-like days,
Are like torture to me
I've started things all over
I stopped and then slowed down my pace
Walking step after step everywhere
I'd mumble your name
Saying, you're not there
These bullet-wound-like nights,
These acid-like days
Are like torture to me