The Black Box کے بول

An old man in a frame, throwing eyes at me in a vain, and he cries himself awake. While a big sister in a train, says 'I am never coming back', and she cries herself awake. A great uncle hits the screen, exit hope and all his dreams and they cry themselves awake. Christmas comes and goes for good, the words I lost, the ones I misunderstood, I cry myself awake. I don't know what to say. I don't know what to say. I don't know what to see. An old man in a frame, throwing eyes at me in a vain, and he cries himself awake. While a big sister in a train, says 'I am never coming back', and she cries herself awake. A great uncle hits the screen, exit hope and all his dreams and they cry themselves awake. Christmas comes and goes for good, the words I lost, the ones I misunderstood, I still cry myself awake. I don't know what to say. I don't know what to say.