Perhaps the same road
Is darker now,
Perhaps the sun in its lonesome wandering
Is chasing after the cold
In silence a heart
Awakens the empty house,
It doesn't allow the illusion
To feign the pain it carried
Yet I insist upon showing
That love disappears
From a life that is waking up
From a life that is falling asleep
Perhaps the light doesn't want
To say anything to the one who left
Perhaps in its own way
It's saying goodbye to what it felt