Calling Your Name

Private world, moving fast
I see your face in the distant past
Time passes slowly
Time passes slowly
Time passes slowlyEchoes of an empty room
Assassin at the window below
The concrete jungle sleeps at night
Story ends, leave him aloneCalling, calling your name
All that you say goes in vain
I would like to find you
On a voyage that could find itself truePrivate world, moving fast
I see your face in the distant past
Time passes slowly
Time passes slowly
Time passes slowlyCenter of a scene
Where a man lies dying in the sun
The concrete jungle sleeps at night
Story ends, can't leave him aloneCalling, calling your name
All that you say goes in vain
I would like to find you
On a voyage that could find itself trueCalling, calling your name
All that you say goes in vain
I would like to find you
On a voyage that could find itself truePrivate world, moving fast
I see your face in the distant past
Time passes slowly
Time passes slowly
Time passes slowly