Youre stuck in the event when I am crying out of my full world when I am saddened by the whole world When all the moments are full of worries When I shake my dew, the Atlas of Goldsmith
When I miss you every night, I am filled with your nostalgia Behind the Window Frame
When I follow a peace of mind how can I get rid of this worry? I will be in the depths of your sad moments I even caress you from this distance
When I feel like you every night Lamb call the menu from behind the window frame
