Just touch and go one way of show

It's so sad to know it's sad to know

The troubled mind can't see the coasts

From the aside this room gets smaller every day

Find no response in awakening

Makes heaviness burst out of my breasts

Into your room into the angels of your ceiling

With sanguine thoughts... they cut no figure...

You are the disease

I'm unwilling to be cured of

Just one question

To settle all my doubts

Can't you feel that

There's no air to breathe

Just one request

To settle all my doubts

Promise you won't

Fail me with a smile