3 o'clock in the morning
I don't know time is fleeing
Listen our last song in a dizzy light
i used to be a fool to you
wraped up my arm around the lies
i looked into the eyes
but i just saw my own refletion
I wondered
what is left in the story we 've ended
i am not sure
And I don't want to reason again
So Just write down
What I learned in a lousy poetry form
Da di da di da
Life is very simple
when the rainbow arched across your heart disappeared,
when the curtain blinded your eyes fell,
when the flood swirled in your mind receded.
