Dirty

I woke in sorrow or could it be that this is a medley of feelings?
Had to face the dreams burnt down again.
Was no use to beg you stay.
I woke alone. Could it be, there is no company
for me, who needs no one, but yearns for anyone?

All the windows in these rooms are dirty
All the feelings that we had are dead
And the poison bottle I drank is empty
All my friends and loved ones they have left

I spent an hour watching your picture, that I took.
It´s been three years since I saw you.
I always thought I could own you.

All the windows in these rooms are dirty
All the feelings that we had are dead
And the poison bottle of death is empty
All my friends and loved ones, they have left