Nostalgia for an utopic future
For things that i don't know if i can achieve
I can feel you trying to comunicate
For we've waited to long to reach each other
Telling us that everything will be fine
But in all those things
I see your shadow moving
Or maybe it's my own spirit wich unable to find you
Returns in a sense of emptiness
I can feel you trying to comunicate
For we've waited to long to reach each other