Out of the dark.

It is late once again..
One night like two many others.
Waiting for something to come out of the dark.
Perhaps hope is only an empty cup.
There's nothing moving in this room.
Only my heartbeart and my fingers to let you know how i feel.

There's a rumor in the street telling that there's nothing everywhere.
The fall is so easy and ready to confuse.
It's hard to know who you are when nobody is there.
It's easy to forget who you are when everybody is near.
The taste of reality is suspecting my door.

I walked all my life to find a place to get undress.
Now my boots are fill with holes and they aren't shining anymore.
It's hard to change but it's getting harder to understand.
Lost between a place where i was almost standing naked.
But before you i lay still and feel ready to give again.
It may sounds weird but i can hear a name you inside of me.