I'm dying 'cause I don't know anything
and it doens't matter where I go.
I see that there's no light on the other side,
maybe I have to find another way.

I'm dying 'cause I don't see anything
and it doesn't matter where I go.
I hear no voices calling me on the other side,
maybe I have to stop listening.

So what was your idea of love?
when does it start and when does it fall?
Where are the promises?
They died slowly like burning candles.

You should never promise.
Never promise to love forever.
Never promise to give your soul.

D.