It was either the chaos of a crowd of thoughts or the silence of solitude... nothing in between..

Sometimes it's your fragrance that comes to me, out of the blue, on a crowded road in a Sunday afternoon.But more often, it's memories of us that cross my mind almost every lone evening.All I want is to lessen the pain I feel every night.But every morning I wake up is another day, hopeless and miserable, with nothing but a deafening silence, a wave of tears, memories and your absence.

I wish not to tell you how I feelI choose silence so that you leaveKiss me goodbye and set me free

I'd rather be not the light in your lifeThe bright day might make me obscureI'd rather be the cold darknessFor it remains, unseen, uncertain and unsure

I wish not to tell you how I feel,I choose silence so that you leave,Kiss me goodbye and set me free...