He has a room on the second floor

The dust reveals he doesn't live here anymore

I go there sometimes, to see what he left behind

The pieces of his past, wonder what was on his mind

It's funny how all those scattered pieces

Don't fit with the image he made up of himself

I wondered if it has to do with his silence

Is it somehow the reason of your absence ?

Are you afraid of us ?

I think you might just be

Don't run away from me

Or at least, walk along for a while with me

I stood around, waiting for the phone to ring

I thought of coming back, but I don't know what I'd bring

Your picture in my hand has been shattered by the years

Only my memory recreates smiles and tears

Do you see me as a giant without fears ?

Or do you think that like a ghost I'ld dissapear ?

When I'ld return I wonder what I'll read in your eyes

Will you judge me, or will you open your arms ?

Am I afraid of it ?

Well, we'll probably see

Be patient with me

Can you please, walk along for a while with me ?

Am I afraid of it ?

I think you might just be

Be patient with me

Can you please, walk along for a while with me ?