Lost Numbers

Seven days of the week,
Thirty days in the month.
Everyday I'm weak,
Not getting what I seek.

One more day in my life,
A few more hours to run,
All of them feel like a knife
Cutting away my only sun.

Numbers are numbers,
Numbers can bring me down.
Numbers are members
And in numbers we drown.

Sixteen winters I have,
Sixteen springs I've seen,
But naive I've been
Although I'm already sixteen.

Our routine is made by numbers
Numbers of people passing by
People who care about numbers
Without knowing why...

Numbers are numbers,

Numbers can bring me down.

Numbers are members

And in numbers we drown.

Numbers in our mind

In our mind, lost emotions.

Emotions are numbers

So numbers we can't find.

If numbers are lost

And in numbers we drown,

We are lost in numbers

And we can't be found.