Il y a trop de pièges dans l'esprit.
Sans trêve, mes rêves tombent souvent
et crient comme ils brisent
comme anges lorsqu'ils tombent

La langue me démange
ce que bruit me dérange.
Mais personne ne me écoute

I'm seeing you again for the first time

Within a second I'll know if you still love me
Within an instant I'll know if the feeling is still there
Within a moment I'll know if I will spend the rest of my nights on the bathroom floor in tears or wrapped in your embrace

And part of me doesn't want to look
Part of me wants to just close my eyes
Or not even bother to open the door at all
Part of me wants to move on and try to fill the void with boys who will never know me

But all of me needs you
All of me wants you
All of me is living for a hope that may never come