(Rozman / Molinelli ©)
Driven by an impression
In my mind
All left is dream
Long blank periods
I can assign
Nothing on the screen

Everything fades
Into a shadow world
Keeping it a secret
Used for the ride
Driven to a whirl
Making you regret

Well should I drive in my car?
Wait by the phone play my guitar?
I'm here all alone
I'm here all alone
I'm here all alone
And she's gone, she's gone, she's gone

Left with a couple
Faded photographs
Few lines of print
What does it take
To get my baby back?
I'll try any trick

Made my bed
I sleep in it
Memories so bright
I'll guess I have
To start again
Life just don't seem right