You don't listen, do you? I don't think you ever really hear me. You just ask the same questions every week. «How's your job?» «Are you having any negativethoughts?» All I have are negativethoughts.
There was a time when we held one another
Baring our souls in the light of the flame.
Those were the days now,
I've lost my illusions
Sometimes I wake in the night
and I call out your name
Lorelei.