Im sitting here in empty kitchen
pouring some boiling tea
night is turning to early morning
this is the only way to be

thinking 'bout you 'n me
life - how it could be
after all I need to be free

thinking 'bout you 'n me
life - how it could be
after all I need to feel

walking down these empty streets
again alone when city sleeps
this feeling is not pain
its nostalgy...
red light is turning to green
wondering could you stay with me
trying to open the door - quite noisy
sun is fooling on the walls
this is my wake up call
I fall asleep to dream some more

thinking about intimacy
life plays games with me
after all its the only way to see

thinking about you and me
life - how it could be
after all I need to be free

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