Thoughts come and go
Whispers in this hear
my eyes can lose their brightness
losing their streight and form
(chorus)
Without see you
I can't observe - the green gra**es
Without see you
I can fall on - on my reasons
(bridge)
My reflection in the mirror is not cool
many mistakes on trivial things
the best thing maybe is to live in hiding
but now I know I can change
(chorus)
Without see you
I can't observe - the green gra**es
Without see you
I can fall on - on my reasons
and I will be 2x
where can observe clearly