Sometimes, when it gets too low,

You and I know

silence is the best place to go,

So often, hard to lie with you all,

Silence is the one that will keep the bond.

And we, even though we hurt,

We’re opening the door each one of us wants closed.

And we, we’re just broken souls,

We’re closing all the doors making wishes burn.

Each others’ words are sometimes messages of a desperate “hi!, hi!” to every “hi!”,

Something’s missing in every goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

So catch this “hi!” as a last goodbye