Coming, coming from the up
Walking to the ground
Loosing, losing patience
Regretting senses
If you find your balance, call me
Breaking, breaking mirror's ice
Watching people die
Choking, choking to the death
But breathing from the lungs
Hoping, hoping hopefully
Forgetting memories
But if you find your balance, call me
Say you love me
I'll return
Running to the sound
That wakes you at the night
Wasting all my energy
Calling for the help
Touching
Feeling that you're the one
I didn't want to see