
He chose the road that led him to a different view every time
And although his thoughts remained foggy
And his memories became blurry
He could find his way back in no time
I got up to make you something to eat
This is the first time you say I remind you of money. I am captured in my idea of safety. I carry it in my bag wrapped in paper.
But only on the inside.
Because while outside I find peace of mind, behind my window of the world fear has got a hold on me.
Hanging out of my window I was looking for your kiss.
You look so different today.