I'm still waking up tiredly
You're still stealing my peace
I'm hiding the ghost-trail
And an hot mark on my soul
If love is a lie, I have always lied
But the most, I've lied the most to you
They admire you, but no one knows what I've gone through
And they accuse me, that I was never there for you
When you pass the street
You know that I always feel you
And when a star is falling
You know who I'm thinking of
Because, if love is a lie, I have always lied
But the most, I've lied the most to you