Lost - Tomas Barfod, Pell

Things flow alone, letting me be

I can hear your crying but it’s lost in the sea

And I can’t go home, I have to do this for me I don’t wanna talk, no, no I don’t wanna talk

Seems like yesterday it was all in my head

Lifeless love, I often felt I was dead

Now our skies are bluer, I’m bleeding the thread

I don’t wanna talk, no, no

I’m better off alone

Lost in the ways old

Lost in the ways old

Lost in the ways old

Lost in the ways old

The sun smiles down on me but I ain’t the same

I still think back when we danced in the rain

I won’t go back because it’s too late to change

I don’t wanna talk no, no I don’t wanna talk

Lost in the ways old

Lost in the ways old

Lost in the ways old

Lost in the ways old