White blank page
I'm writing on you again
I was scrolling my friends list
On the phone they can go all to hell
I'm alone indeed
On a street with no trees
I'm alone indeed
Could you feel alone with me?
It's a call, call, call
'Cause I'm tired of this
I wanna go, go, go
In your company
It's a fucking state of mind
I wanna flee through the sea
Sailing on a boat
Like once a young traveller did
I'm alone indeed
On a street with no trees
I'm alone indeed
Could you feel alone with me?
It's a call, call, call
'Cause I'm tired of this
I wanna go, go, go
In your company
It's a common ground
We're all in need, in need
Unconsciously bound
We're all in need, in need
It's a call, call, call
'Cause I'm tired of this
I wanna go, go, go
In your company
