Last night it came as a picture with a good reason, a warning sign.
This place is void of all pasion as you can imagine, its easy if you try.
Belive me, I failed this effort, i wrote a reminder this wasnt a vision.
This time where are you Houston, is somebody out there, will somebody listen.
Should I go back, should I go back, should I.
I feel alone and tired.
Should I go back, should I go, should I.
I hope I wont forget you.
My head is made up of memories, most of them useless delusions.
This room is bored of rehearsal and sick of the boundries, I miss you so much.
Should I go back, should I go back, should I.
I feel alone and tired.
Should I go back, should I go back, should I.
This time I dont want to.
Should I go back, should I go back, should I.
I feel alone and tired.
Should I go back, should I go back, should I.
I hope I wont forget you...