Every day someone tells me about you
trying to make the pain of my soul
every day someone tells me about you
trying to explain that it will no longer

but at night, when no light
when everyone leaves,
you walk slowly between my dreams and these
're not just a memory
I feel you so close you seem real
and then you go
when I wake up
your absence [bad word] 
every day someone tells me da ti
and I say that time is a wheel spinning
every day I could climb
depues bottoming out if spun too

but at night when no light
when everyone leaves,
you walk slowly between my dreams and these
're not just a memory
I feel you so close you seem real
and then you go
when I wake up
your absence [bad word]