Texty: Sophie Zelmani. Curtain fall.

No more time spared for waiting
No thoughtfulness to blame it on
I'm givin' up on you, you're givin' up on me
That's why your meeting doesn't come

I don't recognize my skin when it's callous
This emptiness that replaced my heart
Don't need you anymore, you don't need me at all
So what are we living for

What is left, what is left
What is left when love is gone?

Do I have to start to dream about a stranger?
I'm sure he's not anywhere
It is not like me to lose without to bleed
No, I don't enjoy to feel free
This curtain fall is the last one you will see

It suddenly is so quiet, no voices I hear that bewail
There is nothing more to see or hope for
It is time for the final curtain fall
This curtain fall is the last one, after all