Prowler - Original

She still on the room
She's trying to keep the tears on her eyes
Looks like a figure
Looking the corner of the bed
Perpetual motion
Remember the times when everything was fine
She's holding a sob
On the tip of her tongue

In the sun we wasted much time holding on
All the notes that I never writed for you
Its a pity let it go
But it's time to go
By my own

I was sure
That everything was fine for you and me
But now I'm down
And you are a prowler around
Now I can not sleep
I need to feel something and get out of here
I still on the room
I'm holding a sob on the tip of my tongue

In the sun we wasted much time
Holding on
All the notes that I never writed for you
Its a pity let it go
But it's time to go
By my own



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