Songtext von Like an Echo

Oh, my cymbaline I am too sick in these days to find You've said "we have to go" And now we stay walking in circles around I fought for good Set the fire asleep in our hands Asleep in ourselves The reasons why I help you I never thought I was afraid I am here but you were late But in your own green eyes You see stars and skies And you can see my scars I'm the cigar in your mouth And I feel so ashamed I'm the messenger in your phone In your head And in your own scars Look it by a wide screen A wide window open to the street It's an exposed feeling from Your dark side of the fake nowhere Footsteps on a dark floor Somewhere in an uneasy way to run Way to run, way to run, way to run! Then, everything comes to an end Then we'll be in the end Then we'll be in there And I'll don't even remember how you are I hope don't fall in love with you again