Testo Alone

Breathe again. I'm living on your air tonight Never knowing when you'll cut it off. Oh, you have a way It makes it hard to sleep alone And just when the dream gets good you always seem to have to go Here I am alone again Waiting for the story to finally end While the world spins around It's out of my hands Don't even try to understand. And I guess it's time to tell you What you should already know Oh, you know I'm better breating on my own All alone. [Szene: der Song, den Maria am Ende auf Alex' Gitarre spielt]