Sanoja: Firebird Band (The). Other. Sound On Sound.

What can I do or say,
To let you know the state I'm in.
Just what will that prove,
How can you ever understand?
I'm sitting in the sun,
Waiting for the rain to come.
Looking into the door,
And wishing that this day was done.

And I don't know which way to go.
And I don't know which way to go.
And I don't know which way to go.
I just don't know.

Now my everything,
Now even that is gone.
Still I try to sing,
But the same old words still come.
Will there be something,
To take the place of all this?
Or is it me that died,
In the rest of this sea that still exsits.

And I don't know which way to go.
And I don't know which way to go.
And I don't know which way to go.
I just don't know.

I'm behind you.
You can't see me.
I want you,
And you can't hear me.
You say words that sound is piercing,
I just look and watch and listen.

And I don't know which way to go.
I just don't know.
And I don't know which way to go.

Sound on sound.
Love is just infatuation,
You are me and I am you,
Looking back its just reflection,
It's just something else to do.
Sound on sound.