I used to lay next to youI used to love
I used to cry next to you
I used to love
I used to sing next to you
I used to love
I used to dance with you
I used to love
I lay now in my bed, in agony
I hear voices in my head, discrepancy
The sound of my past, harmony
The sound of a heart-beat, my beat
The bass of a drum-beat, my heat
The wind is blowing
The door is closing
Her eyes are glowing
Where am I going?
Why do I see,
You next to me,
Why don´t I feel
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