Cris-Cris

The night is long, and the world is coal drawn
Killing time is killing me
Too much thinking becomes a grief
Will you tomorrow say it's ending

Why don't you go, why don't you go
Inside my heart you won't get a home
Why don't you show, why don't you show
How much you want to steal my hope
Why don't you go, why don't you go
Inside my heart you won't get a home
You won't get a home

The night is cold, but how much difference does it make?
Our common life is a fraud
Formalities and betrayed love
Will you tomorrow say it's ending

Why don't you go, why don't you go
Inside my heart you won't get a home
Why don't you show, why don't you show
How much you want to steal my hope
Why don't you go, why don't you go
Inside my heart you won't get a home
You won't get a home

One for the candles that all died out
Two for the life that will follow their lead
Three for these words written on this paper
Four for these wounds you'll never see
That you'll never see

Lean against the past, cause there's nothing more to come
The deepest silence becomes the truth
We're grown so keen that we can't move
And there are no easy answers

Why don't you go, why don't you go
Inside my heart you won't get a home
Why don't you show, why don't you show
How much you want to steal my hope
Why don't you go, why don't you go
Inside my heart you won't get a home
You won't get a home

Steal my hope
Steal my hope
Why do you want to steal my hope
Steal my hope

We have nothing in common
We have nothing in common
We have nothing in common
No more