Time I spent losing myself
The itch of the night
The breeze through the crack
I sat on the stairs
Full of the wine
I looked in your eyes the goodness did scare
You knew who I was
The love you once knew
As soon as it’s over you begin quite the same
The patterns are there you try to succeed
The tickets are nice but the love has to be
The only way out is forget all your sins
With the pen of the trip I sum up all there is
Tomorrow is here I love you for now
I will miss you tomorrow
Then tomorrow will come
And again I´ll remember
That it all starts again