I'm collecting emptiness
Fill the gaps with it
Just like the rest
Want things I don't need
Pile them up

Going places I've seen before
There must be more
But I stand in line to see the view

I forgot the name
And the sound
Of the simple things
That made me spin around

I don't really go that far
Just as far as I can see
No time for stories
Headlines will do

Will I ever have enough?
What is it I really need?
Could it be love?
Where did I put it?
Where did it go?

I forgot the name
And the sound
Of the simple things
That made me spin around
I forgot the name
And the sound
Of the simple things
That make me spin around

I don't want to hum I want to sing
I don't want to eat I want to taste
I don't want to smile I want to laugh
I don't want to whisper I want to shout
I don't want to walk I want to run
I don't want to listen I want to hear you say my name

I forgot the sound
Of you saying it
I forgot it
I forgot it
I forgot it
How you used to make me spin around around around

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Writer(s): ARRIEN B MOLEMA, JANNEKE M A JANNE SCHRA