The Letter

I'm writing on the wall that I'm feeling to old. 

My baby left me yesterday and I feel so cold – like a stone you know. 

I'm breaking all my rules, feeling like a fool, 

Emptiness and darkness is around my head – corse your letter said: 

Don't hurry, don't worry, it's all my fault, I swear it 

Don't break down, 

Don't let yourself down, 

On that dirty ground. 

Gray is the sunlight, since you walked this road away 

And all my dreams fade away. 

Black is the sea, silent and lonesome is this world, 

When I remember your last words: 

Don't hurry, don't worry, it's all my fault I swear it 

Don't break down, 

Don't let yourself down, 

On that dirty ground.