I need some space to be alone
To have my life under control
Stories are all behind
And they seem just fine

Looking forward, trying to see
What s ahead and good for me
Sounds like a plan
And nothing to complain

Living without you
A lot of fix to do
Nothing left to say
We will all be fine

Looking forward to move on
Scars to hill hurting on
Nothing to complain
Or try to understand

All the pictures are history
Trashed on a hidden memory
No need to understand
Too soon to be friends

Living without you
A lot of fix to do
Nothing left to say
We will all be fine

I will not miss the days on the rain
I will not keep my hopes that high
I will never let you make me to forget who I am
And I might will never understand