I feel soo lonely in the middle of this light.

sometimes the darkness comes on our eyes
and we both tell lyes,
but we are a mixture of day and night.

I feel soo lonely in the middle of this light.
you call every day, you love me every day …
… but you sleep every day with Her.
and I cant wait for the morning sight
to know, you are leaving, coming back.

I feel soo lonely in the middle of this light.
you know, this, our love, our wish, pasion and crazyness,
all that comes, sometimes wild, sometimes like lazyness.
it always ends with delight.

but, you know …

I feel soo lonely in the middle of this light.
I want to get away, I want to stay with you for the rest of my life.
is there any hope? is there any desire? or it’s only knife that is staying?
I’ve lost myself in the middle of our light …