just like an empty glass i'm staying in my room
holding on the things that made my mood
and if things come and i feel less cool
believe me i'll stay right here for you
and how can i avoid all this emptiness and fear?
would it make a difference to drink a glass of beer?
if all the stars in this room one by one disappear
remember you're made only just for me
if i told you: forget it, baby, hurry, let's go home
would you have the courage to say no?
should i feel something to search for?
or should i stare blankly on my phone?
if i turned and run away to the shore
baby, would you say where you are from?
can i drown and never go back home?
can someone sing the lower heaven tone?
when mine, you were mine, you were mine, you were
