Empty Inside
Laying here again, in the other man's bed
Feeling nothing, so sad
Flawless touch, no warmth
Flawless kiss
Feel nothing inside
All tenderness died
On wave-washed wet shores of my mind
Oh how I need you
My angel, sleepless dream
Oh how I miss you,
Silent scream
Unfill from emptiness my chest
Unbreak my hope
In my unwanted freedom
Oh no, I wanna listen to my soul
Don't say to me that I should never ever let you go
Oh no, I wanna listen to my mind
And it tells me
To leave this all behind
Oh no, I wanna listen to my soul
Don't say to me that I should never ever let you go
Oh no, I wanna listen to my heart
And it tells me that we've played our part
Heart
I enter this empty room. It is dark
I take off my jacket. And my shoes
Then my dress. I don't need it
I start walking slowly
I can feel the cold floor with by bare feet with every step I make.
It's so cold
My hair is wet from the rain outside
And cold drops of water are falling and gliding
down on my face, on my shoulders, on my Back...
I touch the cold wall with the very
tips of my fingers and follow its turns
I've been here so many times before
It is dark, but my eyes are getting used to it.
And I'm coming closer, and I am asking myself, as so many times before
What the hell am I doing here?!
Feeling nothing, so sad
Flawless touch, no warmth
Flawless kiss
Feel nothing inside
All tenderness died
On wave-washed wet shores of my mind
Oh how I need you
My angel, sleepless dream
Oh how I miss you,
Silent scream
Unfill from emptiness my chest
Unbreak my hope
In my unwanted freedom
Oh no, I wanna listen to my soul
Don't say to me that I should never ever let you go
Oh no, I wanna listen to my mind
And it tells me
To leave this all behind
Oh no, I wanna listen to my soul
Don't say to me that I should never ever let you go
Oh no, I wanna listen to my heart
And it tells me that we've played our part
Heart
I enter this empty room. It is dark
I take off my jacket. And my shoes
Then my dress. I don't need it
I start walking slowly
I can feel the cold floor with by bare feet with every step I make.
It's so cold
My hair is wet from the rain outside
And cold drops of water are falling and gliding
down on my face, on my shoulders, on my Back...
I touch the cold wall with the very
tips of my fingers and follow its turns
I've been here so many times before
It is dark, but my eyes are getting used to it.
And I'm coming closer, and I am asking myself, as so many times before
What the hell am I doing here?!
Credits
Writer(s): Violina Eremciuc
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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