Can't you tell that I am bored
You keep on saying these things and I just can't take it anymore
I see your putting on a mask
Please just be is all I, please just be is all I ask
I find myself on a path that comes to an end, comes to an end, comes to an end...
And I won't repeat myself over again over again over again
But your sweet and I'm just wrong
And this street that we are on
It is a street I know that comes to an end, comes to an end, comes to an end...
And my longing keeps seeping through over again, over again, over again.
I find myself on a path that
Comes to an end, comes to an end, comes to an end...
And I won't repeat myself over again over again, over again, over again
Over again, over again, over again over again, over again, over again.