Can you hear me stumbling, my friends? ‘Cause suddenly the darkness became my friend, that strokes my head Can you hear me counting the days? ‘Cause every little second that passes by just hurts like hell Leaving is my only choice Will you cry for me? ‘Cause all of the men that looked in your eyes And all of the boys that lie at your feet Forget how to breathe, forget how to speak And all of them want you tonight So hold me tight Are you still around me, my friends To hear that I have nothing to say to you? For no one cares I saw my face in a magazine To state that my young eyelids just turned to grey And no one minds