Somehow I didn't recognize the meaning
Of the simple words that You've said
Guess It's much too late to wonder
Why they are echoing in my head

It should be better in this place 
Where I'll be never digressed by you
Something's beating in my chest,
I didn't want to be your next prey, but who knew.

I'm right there behind you looking
In a window - clouds are turning grey
Now Your wings are finally spread
And you're flying away!

It should be better in this place 
Where I'll be never digressed by you
Something's beating in my chest,
I didn't want to be your next prey, but who knew.

Will you keep it inside, all the memories of us
Or will you burn it down
The image is blurring, with the lights growing dim
Does it really matter? does it really matter?

It should be better in this place 
Where I'll be never digressed by you
Something's beating in my chest,
I didn't want to be your next prey...