7 Years Echo Of Your Words
I am confused by a traffic of minds, they invade my reason and transform in paranoia, rambling paranoia. That can only make me feel bad, Iím still paying my errors whose Iíll never stop to repent. So tell me what you want and tell me what you need, tell me what I have to do. Maybe hope in a coming back or not? Now I understand what you felt and for this I repent again, repent againÖ Iím looking at the white wall in front of me, where I see images that I wouldnít ever seen and I feel too much lonelyÖ Echo of your these f..ckiní true words, sounds again in my head and I fall in a gap of tears. Please donít leave me, Ďcause I need you. Please donít leave me, Ďcause I love you. The wind of hope to have you near again re-starts to blow stronger than before. I donít know how much time it will be able to resist in silenceÖ Then a close-up, a look , a smile of yours all this fills me of life. A new sun is burning me, inside. So take its rays and make them yours Iíll never feel alone but do it now because this time has not soul.