You get so alone when everyone goes home.
And they never let you know everything or anything at all.
Discarded scrap papers with phone numbers,
they never answer your calls.
Hidden fragments build four way rooms.
I can't stop looking.
This place has a feeling I don't get from you.
Yeah, i want to be happy and warm.
All I want is for you to be warm.
You're more than discouraged and you're losing the courage
to find any reason at all.
In these moments and minutes I just want to finish
wasting time waiting for calls.
I feel so disposable like an ash in your eye. don't I know you?
This place has a feeling I don't get from you.
I want to be happy and warm and you to be warm.
All I want is for you to be warm.