The days going by,
I'm still thinking,
if you still feel something for me.
I'm consuming,
I'm still waiting for you,
you won't be coming.*
Maybe I'd be better,
if you aren't here anymore,
you won't be happy with me.
Of course I have,
to enter reason,
but how do I explain it to my heart.
Or I stay silent,
or I shout in your face,
how could you leave me
in nothing.
Or I tell you softly,
that I need you,
and the truth,
we're still in love.
All my life is confused,
but maybe it'd be better to be alone,
than in bad company.
Or I stay silent,
or I shout in your face,
how could you leave me
in nothing.
Or I tell you softly,
that I need you,
and the truth,
we're still in love.
All my life is confused,
but maybe it'd be better to be alone,
than in bad company.
Alone, better alone,
it's better to be alone, alone,
I choose to be alone, alone,
alone, alone.