Smokeless days of a past,
Which is just a blurry shape in my mind,
A blurry shape in my nights
It's too late, really late when we grow,
We get lost in the mirror of a perfect life, perfect lie
You give me some more love, you give some more lies,
It's by walking that the street gets under your skin
I want some more love, I want some more lies,
I prefer to walk alone,
Don't you see you are getting old
Have you ever felt lonely
Have you ever felt lonely
Have you ever felt lonely
Have you ever felt lonely
Have you ever felt lonely
Have you ever felt lonely
Have you ever felt lonely
Have you ever felt lonely