Blue lights, red lights,
I don't see anymore.
When I close my eyes -
you are with me no more.
Am I lonely for you?
And do you miss me to?

The world has beauty -
we are rather tragic,
like broken royalty.
Tell me where's the magic.

The stars are out.
The lough is loud.
Over the rails is moon,
but I can't miss you.

We' ve had fun,
for a long time.
You know all my secrets,
the story behind my scars.
When parents were loud,
only saw me cry.

The stars are out.
The lough is loud.
Over the rails is moon,
but I can't miss you.

No, I can't miss you.

You are my past.

...

When I close my eyes -
you are with me no more.
I'm alone in the dark,
and you're far - behind those lights.

Souls are like butterflies,
demand burned in fire.
They fly, fly, and fly.

Dry leaves fall,
seasons slowly change,
dark branches are alone.

And I can't make you stay -
tell me why you don't stay.
Do you think my heart hurt?
Do you think I am in your cult?

Birds are in the sky,
and you are making me cry.
Am I wasting my precious time?
What could be mine?

Darkness is everywhere,
but your window is light.
Was I too selfish -
that I must be punished.

Tell me you hate me,
so I can turn to the dark.
Couse, I am a loser -
who deserve to die.

Why do I see blood,
when I am next to you?
Tell me you despise me
so that I can hate you.

Why can't I make you stay -
tell me why you don't stay.
Do you think my heart hurt?
Do you think I am in your cult?

Snow will come,
changing the time.
I will hate you,
everything will become true.

Butterflies are like sparks,
the black night stars.