Circles of Why کے بول

See the thunder, crown me through the air I smell the teardrops, I know it's time to rain Without you, I feel depression, no escape Without you, without you, without you.. Without you, I feel depression, no escape Without you, I know the ghosts will haunt my day Question, reasons, in circles of why Moving, sorrow, is the scene of the cry What would I do? Something secret, advanced from everywhere A wall of mirrors, I cry into the shade Without you, I feel depression, no escape Without you, without you, without you.. Without you, I feel depression, no escape Without you, I know the ghosts will haunt my day Question, reasons, in circles of why Moving, sorrow, is the scene of the cry What would I do? What would I do?