Testo di The Walk

So i walk yeah i walk this street down To where i left him lost and confused Counting steps counting 1234 Random thought: measure my distance to you Oh it still burns, the strongest recollection Of a cold long night with you The night the world stopped turning And i lost my connection With whatever real life means to you So i talk yeah i talk to myself The kinda talk i really should have had with you But since you don't respond when i yell I'm thinking i'm a better Listener than you I'll be fine, never been better i've got so much time on my hands I have wine and you've got her, i really wouldn't mind us being friends