Как было бы хорошо быть кем-то для кого-то...
Well I wish there was someone

Well I wish there was someone to love me

but I use to be someone

and I knew there was someone that loved me

as I sit here frozen now

even ghosts get tired and go home

as they crawl back under the stones

I wish there was something

please tell me there's something better

and I wish there was something more than this



saturated loneliness



and I wish I could feel it

and I wish I could steal it