I try to say what I'm thinking
but you never mean my words and how
I am feeling now.
We trusted in facts and acts that we hope
share with all world, but is it hard enough?

If I had a chance to breathe,
If I had a chance to see
your eyes again.
If I had a chance to speak,
If I had a chance to fix
our lifes.

I try to find my home's key and I
try to find our only right way back,
I'm so lonely.
I take my paperback and coloured ink
to write this letter,
I'm still on the edge.

If I had a chance to breathe,
If I had a chance to see
your eyes again.
If I had a chance to speak,
If I had a chance to fix
our lifes.

On the night you left me here
alone, I recalled all our scenes
under my skin...
under my skin...
under my skin...