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