Lyrics

Simple, simple gazes; it seems that there is something that?s acquired inside my eye.
Emotions, emotions amaze me; often without a hint or a question of why.

I can?t speak of you again. Were you my enemy or friend?
I can?t speak of you again. You were my enemy.

And so you?ve got nothing to give me when I need it.

Singing and serenading seems to please some part (a large part), some part of my mind.
I think of you and my soul can?t be lifted. Instead I?m left out in the open, and now I am blind.

I can?t speak of you again. Were you my enemy or friend?
I can?t speak of you again. You were my enemy.

And so you?ve got nothing to give me when I need it.

I need it. (X4)

And so you?ve got nothing to give me when I need it.

I need it. (X4)