Svea

Is this the final scene in our tragic play
There's no reason left to stay in this play
We move backwards against the wall
I took you in ,with arms wide open
There's nothing left to say
Now it's all dead

You had me torn to pieces
You got inside my head..

So tell me when you hear my heart stop
You're the only one that knows
Tell me when you hear my silence
There's a possibility I would't know

So tell me when my sigh is over
You're the reason why I'm closed
Tell me when you hear me falling
There's a possibility it wouldn't show

By blood and by me, and I'll fall when you leave..

S.Y