Текст: Wolfsheim. Spectators. Sleep Somehow.

It started with a feeling
A special kind of feeling
We've lost somehow

Idle thoughts are reeling
I'm longing for your touch
But you don't understand
That it means so much

You leave it up to me to sleep somehow
The anger that I feel must leave somehow

I hear you breath
I'm waiting for the morning light
I miss you although I'm lying
Right by your side

You leave it up to me to sleep somehow
The anger that I feel must leave somehow
To sleep somehow, no sleep somehow

I don't know why our time went by
There's nothing left to feel
Except this boring kind of anger
That's wasting me

You leave it up to me to sleep somehow
The anger that I feel must leave somehow

A fading night I feel the light
A day that dawns in gray
Overgrowing all my hopelessness
But shadows will stay

Leave it up to me to sleep somehow
The anger that I feel must leave somehow
To sleep somehow, no sleep somehow
No sleep somehow, no sleep somehow