Blind sighted this summer Right before it all Distance was far too much We tried to solve it in any way Silence was violence That's how we perceived it And when on your end it went quiet Our minds went out of line I guess some days I wish it was the same old But in the end it's where we are now And it's getting old It's getting so old It was our love We tried to make it unconditional Ever since you went away It seemed that a piece of his heart changed Lie awake in my bed now I'll stay here every day Sleep my thoughts away And I wish that I could fade away