It isn't hard for me to stay awake,
when I got so many things, I want to say.
I know you're gone, but I still keep those things inside.
I feel you're somewhere, I feel that you're by my side.

Is it possible, that I'll be seeing you around,
when you're gone and make no sound.
Or is it just that I'am a fool who likes your face?
So that I'm still searching for any trace.

You always wanted me, to play guitar,
but this time you have gone away so far.
I know you're gone, but I'm wondering if you will hear,
That I'm still playing for you, I want you to be here.

Is it possible, that I'll be seeing you around,
when you're gone and make nou sound.
Or is it just that I'm a fool who likes your face?
So that I'm still searching for any trace.

I know you're gone, but I'm wondering if you will hear,
that I'm still playing for you, I want you to be here.

Is it possible, that I'll be seeing you around,
when you're gone and make no sound.
Or is it just that I'm a fool who likes your face?
So that I'm still searching for any trace.

Or is it just that I'm a fool who likes your face?
So that I'm still searching for any trace