Matter Of Time Testo

Keeping his eyes shut
Feigning the sleep
Black❝s the best colour
To hide everything
Her eyes were stalling
On his dreamy man❝s figure
Trying to remember
But memory fails
Hard times for lovers
Your smiles are fake
Pain creeps through your eyes
No matter your say
She❝s going to catch it
And she❝ll run away
Reality sucks sometimes
There❝s nothing to say
Stolen shadows on a black ground
Slave of a vision, freed by a sound
It was just matter of time
It might be matter of time