Now that you are not going to be Do not roam in my sleep Hundreds of Star Baskets Do not miss my account Slowly Fig Bermets My Heart I get used to help With my heart chains I get used to help I dont Go follow yourself I will be with my heart I wish I knew what I want Now that you are not the sun Now that you are not my job Now that you are not a mystery Do not do my scars I dont want to be anywhere you want Look See your tears
Now that you are not the sun Now that you are not the same go to yourself I will be with my heart I wish I knew what I want Now that the sun is not Now that you are not a big city Lets Come on a backyard Talk to the shadow Maybe one day Sang Maybe one day I Sang
Now that you dont have the sun Now I am not Set aside I wish I knew what I wanted I cope with my heart I wish I knew what I was going to
