Postmarks The End Of The Story
Folded my arm through
The elbow of yours
But i can't feel you there anymore
I am dancing with your shadow
You have turned into a ghost
Though you are so close beside
I feel space empty and wide
You turned me round in a circle
Made me dizzy and let me fall
I no longer recognize you
I want to leave this masquerade ball
What lies behind your smile
I once believed in foolishly
Now i look up into your eyes
But all i see is the sky
