I Can't Cry - Sphere

Another day has passed, working — another day has passed, calling my friends

still, there is no hour melting — I am free.

How can I kill the thought of springtime?

Can I erase to create a blank space

in mind?

At night my dreams are keeping me awake, at day my eyes are running dry.

I can’t cry and I say «nothing matters»

and I smile though my world lies in shatters.

How can I keep my heart from yearning?

Can I just will my thoughts to think something new?

At home I pace my rooms in restlessness, the crowd just makes me feel alone.

Spoken: My home is just an empty space for me, I feel estranged,

don’t know the reason why.

At night my dreams are keeping me awake, at day my eyes are running dry.