Loneliness [Album Version]
Too many thoughts,
I´m coming down with this fever.
Too many days spending my life out of myself
A thousand pictures won´t get out my own light
Just Loneliness
How many faces did I wear each occasion?
How many words without my voice, without my gestures?
A thousand fears won´t get out my own light
Just Loneliness
Now things are claire
As they´ve never been,
In the hush of love I found my consciousness
It´s my prayer
Alone
I get lost, I get lost
I get lost from my arms
I get lost
I get lost from my arms.
Autor(es): Maria Fausta Rizzo