In France

Nantes - Beirut


well it's been a long time, long time now
since I've seen you smile

and I'll gamble away my fright
and I'll gamble away my time
and in a year, a year or so
this will slip into the sea

well it's been a long time, long time now
since I've seen you smile

nobody raise their voices
just another night to mourn to
nobody raise their voices
just another night to mourn to
...

The sound of his voice gives me shivers. The look of him makes me smile.
...

So addicted am I to the idea of being in love, that I'll pretend that there's someone else when there's not; I'll mold a perfect out of pieces that I find along the way and pretend I've found him when I haven't. The one thing I can comfort myself with, is that at least I know I'm pretending and that the only one I'm fooling is myself.