The window's broken. The cold begins to bite. The hunger makes us nervous. The hunger makes me cry. And now we live for ever (and ever), The bitterness' the only taste we can pretend. And we're all leftovers, the ghost of nowhere, The witnesses of loss, made of fear and cowardice. The sky is red, the soil is dead. Now we can't expect better days to come back, We 're just waiting for the end. Even if we could, all the good souls are gone. Even if we would, love is too far away from our goal. We lived in a place made by grace and love, But finally we lost it cause of the jealous ones. It's hard to love, we built the hate and lost the faith. "Don't trust the man" that's what we learn To blame the other's sin. Even if we could, all the good souls are gone. Even if we would, love is too far away from our goal. Can we love? Can we love? How could we lie all this time on our own? Can we love? Can we love? How could we lie all this time on our own? Can we love? Can we love? How could we lie all this time on our own? Can we love? Can we love? How could we lie all this time on our own?