Comb My Hair

I've got nothing to say to you I've got to look ahead That love that I once felt for you Is by now as good as dead No, I'm not fooling anyone And least of all, myself I still believe that you will come And take me back again What good is it to comb my hair? It won't be touched by you Why wake up when you won't be there? Why go outside? It's lonely there The sky is full of stars tonight The air is warm and clear That silence that I longed to find Is cold and senseless now, hmm