I wait for you to say something ...
Anything to hear your voice.
But there's no sign of things changing
I never really had a choice
To understand what we've become.
Do you understand what I'm saying?
Can you read between the lines?
How can I keep going
When the silence defines
What we've become?
There's no end, only a beginning ...
Tomorrow or the next day.
I just keep waiting,
Waiting to hear you say --
Explain to me what we've become.
pr: 2010
