My love is in the past

My passion is in the past,

My awaitings are from the past,

Even if You are coming 

Coming since from the past,

When You are touching 

It is also from the past,

Which one is current from the bottom of Your heart,

Mine is also about current,

While yours is a game mines are actions from the past.

The kisses and the absence of them,

The wishes and the desires of them,

Hopes and the pains from all of them,

I would like to stamp in my heart 

Like a smoke from the past,

While my love is in the past,

While my love is in the past.

Witches from the fairytales,

The pictures from the sky,

Moments of my body,

And the excitnes of my smile

While my love is in the past

It doesnt exists for no one in this life.

Im giving myself to me,

While im alive yet in this life,

Current and the past,

Future and the Entry

Which one is right for the streets,

That one is right for my awaitings,

But while my love is in the past,

I would like to lie myself like that,

I would like to stamo it in my heart

Like a smoke from the past.

Like a smoke from the past...

My house of love 

Turned into house of past to be,

Where ghosts are my guests,

The death ones are my livers,

And the bed is empty,

While im on it,but my love is in the past,

While im dreaming about his kisses,

But he is in the past,it doesnt even exists,

My house of love turned into a house of ghosts to be,

While the endless owner of it is in the past,

While my love is in the past,

While my love is in the past...