Behind the wall of my heart is a voice A familiar voice comes from the streets A sound of a foot.
my way of breath in my chest My eyes see a shadow of the wall The sound of ticking my heart See back to me my last if that is lost One day Locks my heart My key to its key all the good will be good at it High hand in my hand If the one is lost Well in my hand
Behind the wall of my heart, a voice comes A familiar voice comes from the streets A sound of a foot sounds a foot
my way of breath in my chest my eyes are a shadow of the wall Who I see Maybe I dream back to me my last if he is lost One day Lock My Locks My Heart With its Key All the good will be good at it To All the good of it is his good hand in my hand.
