Between the sheets a tear falls down
When the silence will resound
Idyllic dreams are clandestine
Periodic, swift and mine
When the pillow turns to red
I think more than I have said and done
I know, I weep, when my waking seems so bleak
I know, I weep, for tonight I could not sleep
When the silence will resound
Idyllic dreams are clandestine
Periodic, swift and mine
When the pillow turns to red
I think more than I have said and done
I know, I weep, when my waking seems so bleak
I know, I weep, for tonight I could not sleep