He has no time for me, no time, no time. He has no love for me. No love. He does not look into my dark brown eyes. He does not plunge. He does not lose himself. He has nothing for me. No thing, no thing. He has no time, no love, no courage, nothing at all. So I turn the lights off, shut my eyes, go to sleep and hope to dream.
I dream I'm the one plunging in an ocean of sweeteness. And I drown, I drown.
I've fallen out of love, out of love. But I smile, I smile. I am whole with all my missing pieces. I am perfect with all the scars. I am whole even without you.