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