Alexandra Puškárová

I looked at that thing Time and time again just to seeIf I missed somethingThat wasn't your cup of teaAnd I spent days and nightsTrying…

The olden daysNow became a phraseAmsterdam's haze covered all the fussLeaving lateSearching for our spaceIn a crowd we crawled to get onTrains that carried on…

Like watching the grass growAll things come to those who waitWhen touching tomorrowIt's stealing from God's handThe thoughts may backslideFuture obscured by overcastSun showed the…

It hurts since the day you leftI wish that day we'd never metI saw you leaving from aboveWhat we've done can't be undoneSilent nights comfort…

Quench my thirst, be the firstWho can bring me back the good old days'Cause I've been there and seen the worstFearing it would be like…