What days do not find me in thought of your smile?
Where can I go that your eyes cannot find their way to my soul?
How should I go from place to place – to go, stay?
Who are you when away – do you still play?
What days do not find me in thought of your eyes?
What days do not find me in thought of you?
We’re still standing – aren’t we?
Where does the fear take whole?
How close do you need to be, to tell me all – slowly?