Low

I follow the conversation
Words that wander with the wind
No sense of communication
I don`t know where to begin

Will we ever make it back togheter
Wishing on all the love we had
Wondering maybe I shall let him go
Only left me feeling low

I see him outside my window
And imagine once again
Now I want to run to greet him
But my pride is yet too strong
for my hand

Will we ever make it back togheter
Wishing on all the love we had
Wondering maybe I shall let him go
Only left me feeling low