I don't think I should be waiting for

Your velvet hand to grind the floor

This trouble girl will never call


She's out walking, walking like a lost soul

She's the never ending soundtrack

to a broken heart

You're making it hard

for me to love you more


Anytime, anytime

you can call

There's no chance for you

to get me on the phone

Anytime, anytime

you can call

There no need to carry on


By now my mind is miles away

from your lonely shadows on my gloomy walls

No will to chase you underground anymore babe

Your face is fading out in the dark, in the dark

It seems you no longer wear that glorious smile

It's so plain to see now

I've made my mind


(Merci à Baptiste pour cettes paroles)