somehow things get lost
you don't know how
what does remain
what is still true
when I'm losing you
the trace is covered well
I miss your smile
sundays are long
will you return
from your odysee
you cover your tracks
where the hell do you hide
I'm always surprised
as if it was the first time
when will you come back
all that remains
the watery skin
and the withered inside
all my apologies
the trace is covered well
I miss my life
x ray the past
will you return
from your odysee
you cover your tracks
where the hell do you hide
I'm always surprised
as if it was the first time
when will you come back
you don't know how
what does remain
what is still true
when I'm losing you
the trace is covered well
I miss your smile
sundays are long
will you return
from your odysee
you cover your tracks
where the hell do you hide
I'm always surprised
as if it was the first time
when will you come back
all that remains
the watery skin
and the withered inside
all my apologies
the trace is covered well
I miss my life
x ray the past
will you return
from your odysee
you cover your tracks
where the hell do you hide
I'm always surprised
as if it was the first time
when will you come back