You were at the hall one night. I saw it on his face. I've seen you before. Cause on his wall you left a trace. There's a portrait of yours. Hanging in his hallway still.
To fight the battle between darkness and light. There he is sitting all alone.... He found the starry sky one night, a secret he will keep. There is a house next to the station.
And she closed her eyes and said. No I'm not in love. "I'm not in much. For real". . And the hood fell off her head. And her face got wet. I held my part.