Few years later my autumn

Cast in the middle of summer night your eyes

I’m addicted to your sight

Roam around the streets that I no longer live for easy life, July

Standing on a closing line

It hurts me like the gravity to find you in somebody else’s face

She is a careless cannonball, a memory that I can’t recall

(Without a ceiling over my bed, but do I believe in the voice in my head)

Her hair’s like a falling cover, so hide all my longing flowers in her eyes

So go ahead and lie, lie, lie, lie

It hurts me like the gravity to find you in somebody else’s face

I can see your eyes, eyes, eyes