I am lying to myself tonight,
the night you drove alone.
The words that I'd rather have not said
maybe are the words that I need not say,
tonight.
Condensation on the
glass,
conversation of our
hearts.
A deadly silence broken by our cries.
I can't breathe,
watching you destroying yourself.
Forgive me, it was not your fault.
Help me ‘cause I can't do this on my
A compromise between
our hands, so cold, so near.
Even the trees, seems to be crying.
The rain like our tears,
the leaves like our eyes.
I hope these words are reaching
your head
and not breaking your heart.
I hope these words are reaching
your head
and filling your heart.
God please,
make me suffer, not her.

INVIA LE CORREZIONI