My chambers are running dry.
It is not you i am crying for.
It is the heartache i am longing
for.
...
One always sees blue
The night skies turn blue for my sake.
Have we grown apart?
Has this distance sharpened it?
...
My Chambers
My chambers are running dry.
It is not you i am crying for.
It is the heartache i am longing
for.
I despise the love you
subconsciously built in my
chambers.
Go on! ! Climb the table
mountains, i'll crystalize in the
ambers.
Thanks for the ride.
No more you need to hide.
I already saw tomorrow, so our
future is in the past now.
Oh My dear! ! for your sunshine i'll
let my veins freeze in the snow.
Your presence always gave my
hands frost-bite.