Letra da Música: The Eighth Day - My Awesome Compilation

when i whisper in your ear, hoping that you're hearing me. talking to you in my sleep, working out the problem i can't see. running out, thinking out from you, running out of things to do. watching the time fly by, wondering the reason. when i'm falling down. when I'm coming round. what you say means nothing any more. so when you leave, just don't forget to shut the door. don't turn around there's nothing left to see.
i'm down on all fours trying to find some air to breathe.