whenever you’re bored to walk
alone just come back home whenever you need to talk just come just come back home
the memories so fast already at my back the harming hand of past colors my face again the unforgiven fingers snaking ‘round my neck all the symptoms of my inner pain are here this time i need you (on the times like this) just this time i need you the most (need you the most)
when the fist of past educates my face again when the will to live is smaller than to die on the times like this i need a pair of hands those your small hands to hide my crying eyes i need so much right this time i need you (on the times like this) this time i need you the most (need you the most)
tender fingers travel down my body scarred as your eyes down my yet unhealed soul never told me who you are but you saw it somehow, somehow you knew it all..
right this time i need you (almost everyday) this time i need you the most
but maybe this time you need me (maybe you do) maybe this time you would come back home (come back home)
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