Run the ideas, walking in the street But meantime I was thinking of death Six years ago been asking to myself why Why why why why x2 Did I hear you screaming? Did I saw you dancing? Did you see that, my grand heel? Anxiety, I'm not laughing I can see you are lying In a blink, glad our love is In a wish I'm still dreaming Anyway, I am dying I recall that gold morning staring at the white ones But that day I was saved to you Six years ago been asking to myself why Why why why why x2 Did I hear you screaming? Did I saw you dancing? Did you see that, my grand heel? Anxiety, I'm not laughing I can see you are lying In a blink, glad our love is In a wish I'm still dreaming Anyway, I am dying