Vanished on the floor Spells my name Your voice behind my door Like in those days It all made sense It all made sense Like in those days When it all made sense Gust of wind And I don't know what the time it is Night breaks to day Night breaks to day Night breaks to day Night breaks to day When I have to hide Night breaks to day Night breaks to day Night breaks to day Night breaks to day Night breaks to day Night breaks to day Night breaks to day Night breaks to day Night breaks to day Night breaks to day It's the end of something