It's not what you've been taught, you write your name, that's not your letter, you write your name about my father, and I won't come at all.
Innocence, control, you've been waiting for something better, you've been waiting since last time, but I won't tell you.
If you've had no choice, and the nights pass by, there's no time.
Expectations, they're present below, and we're going to come again.
Nobody will know, if the nights will not be run, if the nights will not be run, you don't have to go again.
Slowly, you turn your head, and I still recall your stuff.
Our way, with our lives, we've got the future.
Slowly, you turn away, put it all on hold.
What you like, you gain a vision, and those nights that we're liking us, then we all go again.
Innocence, control, you've been waiting since last time, but I won't tell you.
You're not alone, we're not together, I'll read your name, I'll read your letter.
I'll read your name, I'll read your letter, and we all forget.
