I dont have a muscle,
I dont have the will,
I dont have the power,
to overcome this feel.
Its allready midnight,
Im standing by the tree,
Im all alone and depressed,
Im falling to the greed of unknown,
I rather think that its foolish to know,
what awaits me in other side of you,
I know that im worth something,
but loneliness,it can be harsh,
when the clouds covers the moon,
and all its left its silence from above,
who slowly changes my mood, on who I really love.