What is this feeling, no one seems to prescribe
When I'm walking, with nobody
Such a simple pleasure
Can I keep it if I die
Who is this face, has it been this dark before
Why is it laughing, while I'm crying
Another candid picture
But I never meant it more
Under the stars on a hill no one can see
And I'm watching, from the darkness
Just a simple message
And as we leave we say goodbye