Lyrics: Guillaume Depierre
Music: Guillaume Depierre
It seems it's come to an end, but I'm always in demand
I wrote this in thousand ways and this old feeling came over again
However I may pretend that I really don't give a damn
It all comes to the same dead end : you're the only one I've loved 'till then
I listen to these old songs that are still full of you
They remind me of these nights full of vapors of you
These nights so awful to live when not only notes were blue
These nights when I dared these things that you sadly never knew
It seem we'll never sleep together now
What did we miss and who is so wrong now ?
Could you look up right in my hazy eyes
And tell me what we wasted wasn't even worth trying ?
410 to 401 was a trip I couldn't get through
And write what I couldn't say was the best thing I could do
I'm sorry you misunderstood that I was only hurt inside
Because you coldly remarked to me it was not my arms that held you tight
It seem we'll never sleep together now
What did we miss and who is so wrong now ?
Could you look up right in my hazy eyes
And tell me what we wasted wasn't even worth trying ?
The contact with the real world is what frightens me still
The only place I fit in is this interlacing of dreams
In which I am still living and whose center was you
I'd change the past in present if the last rhyme ...
It seem we'll never sleep together now
What did we miss and who is so wrong now ?
Could you look up right in my hazy eyes
And tell me what we wasted wasn't even worth trying ?