I′ve let the windows open
See what air may bring
Sentenced, marked my days
But Sundays didn't know me

Small whispers filled with worry
Mindful of sins I′d bring
Would speak if the room
Would match my thoughtfulness

Lies once I said bye
Held my waters safe and hide
Crossed the bridge - said my lines
99, I won’t take no surprise
No details, no deep ends
How come I never - ever see u
What was I to do?
What was I to do?

I need to take persuade my ends
In all ways
Write my numbers say your care for me
All day