Get the songs to work their own In the heart I am so tired, are you sure? I'll soon become sound And everything will be better There's nothing we can do At night you're already not there Shimmering memories You're not there, come for me here 'Cause I like it in the city All of this can't be numbered Finally Please, what are these empty sides? On silver breath Supposed to come to me running And the sky will be black I am so sick of these dreams I am so tired For everyday that I woke up Just another delay before you say goodbye again But I'm, I am too tired to cry But I'm, I am too tired to cry Oh, I am too tired to cry But I'm, I am too tired to cry Crying, crying I am too tired to cry I am too tired to cry Cry, cry, cry