between us nothing is remained
what can we still talk about?
the winter upon the window
makes me want to stay
that end of us
had been written long ago, and how
we only wanted to escape
before we would be over
and don't tell me now "I'm going/leaving"
perhaps a bit more together
another night without the fear
like two strangers at morning
we would wear an unfamiliar face
and if we leave everything
so don't leave this place at war....
perhaps a bit more together
another night without the fear
like two strangers at morning
we would wear an unfamiliar face
and if we leave everything
so don't leave me with war....
you're always escaping
when the sunrise approach
leave us like that
every day with you is a breakup
that end of us
had been written long ago, and how
we only tried to forget
before we will get into trouble(before it will get complex)
don't tell me now
"I'm going/leaving"....
perhaps a bit more together
another night without the fear
like two strangers at morning
we would wear an unfamiliar face
and if we leave everything
so don't leave this place at war....
perhaps a bit more together
another night without the fear
like two strangers at morning
we would wear an unfamiliar face
and if we leave everything
so don't leave me with war....