Peace rests before me, sleeping silently
Draining me slowly, over and out
His locks are falling in front of his eyes
His carefree days and sticky nights
Appeal to me, but they wear me out
I cannot deal with this kind of passion
The heat is too much to bear,
Love is killing me
I long for a place, to call my own,
On my own
Where I am free of all the contrasts
Where rain is washing away all my sins
and cooling me down, over and out