Calling friends.
Gaming till the day’s ends,
Eyes are closing, breath is slowing
Her smile in my mind
Till the end of night.

With your hand in mine kissing goodbyes,
We have our own night lives,
I spend mine reliving the drive-bys.
Till the end of our lives.

Then it was the car, the house, the club…
Now it’s the silent place of love,
Place of memories and tears,
of silent smiles and nods.
Cause you left me before we could write the dots.

We have our own night lives,
I spend mine reliving the drive-bys
With your hand in mine kissing goodbyes
Till the end of our lives I shall come and hold the knives.