Is so small,so far an so close,
this strange distance
How many days i have wasted driving to your home?
How many hours i have spend thinking on my own?
All that nights, when i was drunk, sending messages
You always answer me back, without sending words,
you send me hope
letting me there waiting on that stone
waiting for nothing

Still near, we re still near, but i don't see you
you don't see me
I want to cross you, and stay by your side
But i know that can not be possible,
Cause you are not on my way
although we live at the same route
although we pursue to achieve the same item
Our destiny is different,

I really don't care,
You are of heaven
and I don't want to get there
Heaven is for poor people
for those that still are scare
This is the last time i will write about you
from then on
u are not more than a boring, old and broken toy

Alexander