You called me up – again
through the line I can only hear your breath
and wonder what have changed inside
through the line I can only hear your breath
and wonder what have changed inside
From the first kiss to the last goodbye
and the laughs and frowns; all the life we pour
trying to make it closer to what we thought was so right
and the laughs and frowns; all the life we pour
trying to make it closer to what we thought was so right
But it`s not, we could not, we so failed – or not
We cannot control our feelings no more
have we broken the chains we made up in the wrists?
And although it may sound like a hymn of freedom
have we broken the chains we made up in the wrists?
And although it may sound like a hymn of freedom
The loneliness in the rooms, the squares, our cities
the hearts and this silence from what we can hear through the line
no calling will fix what`s broken, maybe that`s not supposed to work - again
the hearts and this silence from what we can hear through the line
no calling will fix what`s broken, maybe that`s not supposed to work - again
Nothing left to say at the end
no excuses, no regrets, no freedom, no tears
no love, no more.
no excuses, no regrets, no freedom, no tears