Özet
Ben… Biraz denizi özledim. Soğuk kumları, totoma batan taşları özledim. En çok da huzurlu olmayı özledim.
Now that we’re old enough to break what we don’t touch
If it’s not clear
I’m still here
Things have not changed
Or maybe what I mean to say
This change is hard to see
In what we’re seeing every day
You look the same, you look so good I can’t explain
But if it’s not clear
I’m still here
Oh my I cannot believe the time
Someone heard it’d take an hour but, how could that be right
Oh there, I’ve adjusted to the air
Why should I explain it I just don’t think that it’s fair
Oh god now I’m here until I’m not
I bet no one sees it
I never learned to brush it off
18li yaşlarımda Şebnem’den başka kimseyi dinlemezdim kırgınken, üzgünken. Tekrar aynı duyguları çok farklı bir acıyla hissediyorum.