Behind The Window.

And it still the same.
You were standing there
Right between the cold of drizzled
And wiped eyes.

You were a silhouette and a shadow
Behind the window
At the same time.

With a frozen mouth
I knew there were words that left
Unsaid.

But we have always been used to be alike.
You, stand under the ground
While I stand to face the sky
And we didn't wanna give up for each other.

We've been stuck on our own eyes
That blind because of the dark and the light.

We wouldn't be moved
To get closer
Or furthermore.