| Everyone except for you passes me by
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| Oh, tell me why I am doomed to hold on to this bind
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| While I stay in all day
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| Shutting away these thoughts I have to hide
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| But I’m kidding myself
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| I know that nothing will change the way I feel inside
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| But these pages of gold
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| That we have installed in our minds are…
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| Telling me otherwise
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| They say; |
| «Don't give in to the unheard cry
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| Don’t give in to the unheard cry.»
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| A year has passed and I still haven’t grasped how I feel or how to forget
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| Is it such a big ask to be granted a day when there’s not a need to fret
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| Then suddenly you say you still love me
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| I was so silly to think I was free
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| I worry too much, it’s true, I miss your touch
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| But I can’t be a part of this villainy
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| But these pages of gold
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| That we have installed in our minds are…
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| Telling me otherwise
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| They say; |
| «Don't give in to the unheard cry
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| Don’t give in to the unheard cry.»
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| So you try to love another, I’ll pretend it doesn’t bother me
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| So you try to love another, I’ll pretend it doesn’t bother me
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| For now it’s been too long for me to expect any sympathy
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| And I have now found the key
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh… |