SOFA

So I finally got the right lyrics I wanted for this song which reminded me of some people ok mostly me on those lonley nights but hey its a good song!

Beyond that windowless factory, you could hear all the time a monotonous drone, and had always thought that was where it was, that there would always sound. It is assumed that, at least I wanted to believe ...

My Baby, tonight you're not on the sofa in which you always laid.
Baby, you're not in this room, with that expression on your face I knew so well.

The clouds have robbed my moonlight that filtered through them, and only remains for me the glow of vending machines. Refulgen like burning embers, as if they were fireflies ... I guess, because I remember it well, but really ... are no longer there.

My Baby, you're not in my room, nor are you tonight.
Baby, surely you also get a night out with the same color.

Through the window, lamp in the fifth, everything will end before anyone was aware, and you carry that light full of sadness, that dark light ...

My baby, looks back, you're there, if you care.
Baby, you like, stir the soup and cereal.
Baby, tonight you're not on the sofa in which you always laid. Baby, you probably now just starting to record this series.

Baby...
Baby ...
Baby ...