This night is mine alone but All that I can do is taken from me By something that I feel
My head is clear, my eyes are dry But still there is something going through me It's something all too real
Look around and hear the sound of things That I can use to help me now
But I lack the strength To walk alone To stay away from the telephone It's much too hard To fight my day From day to day And preserve my isolation and purity
So here I am, I've worked so hard I've worked so long to be free of her And still I'm not all here
And I can hear her pain resounding now But still I'm living through her I want to have her near
Come back down and look around At broken thing she's spread out on the ground
But I lack the strength To walk alone To stay away from the telephone It's much too hard To fight my day From day to day And preserve my isolation and purity
Come back down and look around At broken thing she's spread out on the ground
Look around and hear the sound of things That I can use to help me now
Come back down and look around At broken thing she's spread out on the ground
But I lack the strength To walk alone To stay away from the telephone It's much too hard To fight my day From day to day
Compositor: Kurt H Larson (Valaquen Kurt) ECAD: Obra #7016479 Fonograma #1777942