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this winter day's magic seems not to be noticed by me again... |
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tired and uninspired |
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oh yes the song I listen to says so much |
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but is it really my fault should I be more open-hearted |
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should I completely change myself to start being loved by people I don't love |
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or should I always smile and start talking to those people |
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but I hate those conversations those I hope they soon run dry |
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and the circle seems to close itself |
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apathy spreads it's wings |
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this winter day's magic seems not to be noticed by me again... |
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so I wait for your call because I need you there |
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but the phone doesn't ring |
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depression embrace my soul |
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frustration tears my heart again and again |
