Sunrise; your eyes; tiredness
Our ties; sometime in a sunny day
Some tips; sweet lips; lovely
One greet; no more than a "place to see"

I have a kind of feel
I do not know what is real
Do you know?
I can not see you here
And I listen when a tear wets the snow

Sometimes I feel I am going so alone
I will never realize you save me some
I know you feel so good when you are with me
Arrived the time to go; we can be free
And I know where we go

Reject; on fact; heavy tone
Intact; the feeling we are walking alone
Insane; the blame; do not you smile
One name; no more than living on a lie

I have a kind of feel
I do not know what is real
Do you know?
I can not see you here
And I listen when a tear wets the snow

Sometimes I feel I am going so alone
I will never realize you save me some
I know you feel so good when you are with me
Arrived the time to go; we can be free
And I know where we go

Point Guitar...

I have a kind of feel[...]
[...]And I listen when a tear wets the snow

Sometimes I feel I am going so alone[...]
[...]And I know where we go