This song is about you, I sing it to you.
I let myself go, I can't stand on my feet.
A village, A unique bay.
An old sea, your old loves.
Without thinking, I burnt my own wounds again.
Love feels so big in silence.
You have stories on your skin, how many people know them?
This song is about you, I sing it to you.
Always dead in the evening, I can't rise in the morning.
I am against the wall, but I cannot fit anywhere.
Like a broken fate, I can't erase my own writing.
Love feels so big in silence.
You have stories on your skin, how many people know them?