Testo: Terminal. How The Lonely Keep The Lovely.

Somewhere in between
Here and the window pane
Life is gray, I stay
Hoping things will change

It's been weeks
Since I've seen the sun
And we become colder in the valley
Nothing is real to me

Everyone is gone
Said, they couldn't stand to think
How the lonely keep
The lovely fades away

It's been weeks
Since I've seen the sun
And we become colder in the valley
Nothing is real to me

In the confidence of friends
I don't think I'll be well again

It's been weeks
Since I've seen the sun
And we become colder in the valley
Nothing is real to me