It comes just like a wind
It comes like morning rain
It leaves me full of emptiness, then it takes me by the hand
It finds me here and there
It wants me for a moment then it wants me once again
It meets me in fragilities
It meets me late at night
It whispers words I have not heard, then it leads me to the dark
It binds me to the bed
It wants me for a moment it wants me once again
Of all forgotten melodies
Of all untruthful lines
Of all the things I tell myself to get me through the night
I'll give you every piece of me until there's nothing left
Until the Sun is rising up
And hope is left for dead
