And what about if I miss you?
And what about if I miss you?
What about if i can’t stand by myself
On the empty hours of the day?
What about if the time around me
Keeps saying me that it is not enough?
Then I have to go back to my memories
Absolutely broken down
And I’ll have to wake up the little birds
To pick up their whistles
To be able to sleep in the morning
The table and the meal will be settled by themselves
The spoon that i don’t need
The sugar that i don’t need
And I won’t even notice
What am I eating for?
What am I dreaming for?
What am I running for?
If I just want to build a nest on your head?
