The night is getting sad more sad
now that you're not here anymore
and the moon is hidden by the black clouds
of our ended love
while I sit by the window always
hoping that you will come back to me
but deep down inside I know you won't
'cause now there's someone else in your heart
Where my picture is just like an old poster
faded by the time
that is running faster than ever,
while I'd like it to stop and
come back for a while
so that I might understand
where I've been wrong
and I could have you back in my arms
but this time I know that
the night will always be more and more sad
now that you're not here anymore,
and the moon will disappear with our ended love
while I'll continue to wait for you uselessly
'cause  now there's him in your heart
where my picture seems like an old poster
faded by the time
that is running faster than ever

                                                            (february '93)
 

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