Sometimes words disappear,
In relation to what's there,
And you don't say a word.
You are a red light and he is a car,
He runs right through all your scars.
And you don't know why.
When the earth is turning too,
Gravity is pulling you and crushing all your rhythm,
You find it hard to understand how things could get so out of hand,
Without you making a single decision.
You wander, wondering for days on end,
Hoping some answer will impend on you,
But nothing appears,
You feel trapped inside the years you lost with him...
And it fucking hurts I know,
But the pain inside will always show much whiter,
On the black spots of your life.
When the earth is turning too,
Gravity is pulling you and crushing all your rhythm,
You find it hard to understand how things could get so out of hand,
Without you making a single decision.