Summer Of Tears — Pati Yang

I seat neatly, just like you told me I don't move, nor complain only speak when I am hungry Or when there's nothing else to say

So where do I go If you are not here I am breaking the rules I wade in the air I've broken our home And fallen adrift I throw away love Then fall in again

I forgot breathing for days Fear I might fall asleep forever Can't tell the difference between us How do I loose myself How straight...

This is the summer... This is The Summer of Tears...