Cold Afterall

after walks on the strand

and your hand in his hand

things change, and so your smile

sounds right under our own lies



is the joke of our past

looking for when it will last 

and your words and your screams

are you ready to come back again?



lost the spell of voice and smell

all the words are faint and gone

what at last do you want?

a new cause to live or to be mad for?

now the silence is so long..

in the sky of me and you

it's cold afterall



is the joke of our past

looking for when it will last 

and your words and your screams

are you ready to come back again?

I can see you from the hall

leaving me in the crowd alone..

all the things that you said

spin around in this desolate land..



now the rain has fallen

and you smiled at my face..

are you ready to come back again?