"I'm burning the bridges you're walking on water
And I don't know what you want

Now I'm outnumbered I'm outgunned

Got nowhere to run

So stay away

Always too close or too far away

'Cause we know we ain't ever going to happen

You know it's too late

Yeah we know we ain't ever going to happen

[...]

And I don't know what you want from me"

men samtidigt

"The sound of frozen grass

That summer died so fast

Red red stains on glass

You said that you would wait

You blew my mind away

We had eternity to waste

[...]

Please don't make me break it

Oh, how can you make me
Holding on and waiting
Holding on to nothing

I don't want to wake up

Please don't make me wake up

I just want to sleep and dream

About the dreams we had"

Och jag längtar till sommaren. Bort från blekheten och de gnagande frågetecknen. Kanske mot insikten och en ny chans att få känna mig uppskattad på det där viset.