Give me a cigarette but don't give me your word,
Blow out the candle I don't want to see it burn,
I want to spend the night-time in the stillness and the calm,
Because now the wind will change direction and I'll stay
But I miss you.

All these things are changing in so many ways,
I cannot hide forever from the secrets of these days,
These four walls around me surround me looking down,
A noise outside that breaks the silence makes me shudder
And I miss you.

I turn the pages rearranging stories in the past,
Some are new, some are true and some will not last,
So speak to me of silence and spaces in our dreams,
Because now the wind will change direction and I'll stay
But I miss you.