Crowds, in the dark apartment I refuse;
Somebody ask me for what I’m doing wrong.
Just like the empty apartment;
Dark and missing ourselves harder than anyone
Fruity letters, in the empty apartment I got;
Missing and always loving you like a bad memory in my dream
Its garden is blind and I would wrong no more
So, saved my life, Baby, I cried a lot;
In the dark apartment, empty and something is missing
You are in my life, Baby, make it works to me
Garden little lies, the witness we worshiped to
You live in my mind, in a garden with little lies.
