Well I heard enough new waves
My head's about to drift
And it's terribly confusing
When your ear has to lift
Well it hurts me to wander
Well it hurts me to wander, baby now
It hurts me to wander
This unknown on the windscreen
That everytime he felt the lights about to change but
Well every now and then the lights indeed changed
But soon those candles are blown out
(inaudible)
Well he showed, to us, the trailers of facts but he
Has lost behind all the tapes
So I won't keep living too long
In the arms of his face
Well it hurts me to wander
Well it hurts me to wander, baby now
It hurts me to wander
This unknown on the windscreen
That everytime he felt the lights about to change but
Well every now and then the lights indeed changed
But soon those candles in silence, like they're bound to this fate
The candles they're blown out and they leave their last
Pieces of hot wax
In my hands where they freeze
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