A keresés eredménye

Sad number

Baby
I want to talk well to you
If we walk together
 
Funny things
Even a single one of those stupid exchanges
 
I remember and say such things
I wanted to keep them contained in my heart
So I closed it off
'I wanted to be close to you
Close enough to spread a yawn'
 
Hiding the name
Of the night bus' destination
Passing by according to our promise
If I take away the springtime too
 
We left behind even the night
That was impossible
Even comparing our answers
If we're talking hypothetically
Maybe we could still laugh together
At meaningless things
Goodbye, substitute sad number
 
Unable to sleep
Tossing and turning on the bed
Searching for a secret
That the radio won't tell me
Sweeping through the radio waves
In the space where the stars twinkle
If the tepid wind carrying the seasons
Takes away the springtime too
 
Thinking back occasionally
To the repeating days
That time when a lengthy sigh
Would turn into a hummed song
As to give a ride to the wind
That blows in your city
Goodbye, substitute sad number