Testo When You're Gone

Falling down again inside my past
choked by memories and asking help
and I don't know what's happening to me
all my joys and all my fears

rapid photograms in front of me
are sliding fast making of this a film
and I don't know what's happening to me is this real or is a dream?it's a dream?

it' clearier now
the sky is cring for you
maybe because
I will never see ya

another minute and another why
and there's no explanation I can find
and I don't know I had just fighiting for
if I decide or anyone moves me right or wrong