I saw you as you walked across my room. You looked out the window you
looked at the moon. And you sat on the corner of my bed, and you smoked
with the ghost in the back of my head. Now I don't know, and I don't care,
if I ever will see you again. I don't know, and I don't care if I ever will
be there, oh
(from here go back to the Appegiated riff fromt he begging and do that
You kick my foot under the table. I kick you back; I can't say I'm able
to stand for you or fall for you ever a gain. Wish for a perfect setting?
Wishing that I am letting you take me where you want me all over again?
You can't give your self absolutely to some one else. And i don't know
And I don't care if I ever will see you again. I don't know, and I don't
care if I ever will be there. I saw you as you walked across my room.
You looked out the window, you looked at the moon. And you sat on the
corner of my bed, and you smoked with the ghost in the back of my head.