Tic Tocs of the clock
(is the) torture everynight
Time is passing by
like fast birds shadows, like you
While feeling cold, while you were the wind
While I was flown/high, lost
While falling, while you were the cliff
While I was crying
While feeling cold, while you were the wind
While I was flown/high, lost
While falling, while you were the cliff
While I was crying