I wake up in the night Watching pictures on the wall Of a past I always feel I never saw Another day is coming out While lights flow fast on the road Spending days at the phone Searching what is missing and gone Waiting the day When nothing is yet become Coming back home I can feel Desolation in my mind It's cold in the car but I'm darker inside Counting hours to the end of the day I search a place to hide Spending days at the phone Searching what is missing and gone Waiting the day When nothing is yet become