Daleka Obala kurve

THINGS ARE SLOWLY COMING BACK TO PLACE
SOMETHING LIKE THIS DOESN'T HAPPEN OFTEN
THOUGH, I ADMIT SOMETIMES I OVERDO IT
AND SOMEWHERE I SAIL ALONE
AND THEN THE PICTURES FADE EVERYTHING
AND THEN I CLOSE INTO MYSELF
AND THEN I DON'T NEED YOU
THE HANDS KEEP DRAWING CIRCLES
INSTEAD OF STARS, RAIN DROPS ARE FALLING ONTO THE CITY
THE EMPTY PLACE IN MY BED REMEMBERS ME
YOU WERE THERE
br/>WHO KNOWS WHERE YOU WENT
WHO KNOWS WHY YOU ARE NOT COMING BACK
WHO KNOWS, EVERYTHING IS WRITTEN IN THE STARS
YET YESTERDAY WE FIGHTED WITH KISSES
AND TOUCHED WE REVEALED SECRETS TO EACH OTHER
WHAT HAPPENED WHERE WAS THAT DROP, WHAT DID IT SPILL THE GLASS, WHAT MADE YOU TAKE AWAY
ALL I LOVED AND I LOVED YOU
ALL I DREAMED , AND I DREAMED OF YOU
WERE I WRONG FOR LAUGHING
WHEN THEY TOLD ME THAT ALL WOMEN ARE WHORES
IF THIS CITY WOULD FALL FOREVER
LIKE IN A FAIRY TALE COVERED WITH THORNS AND HERBS
UNTIL YOU COME BACK, AND YOU WILL COME BACK
AND UNTIL YOUR HAND TOUCHES MY PALM
UNTIL YOU HUG ME
UNTIL YOU KISS ME
UNTIL YOUR BREATH WARMS ME!