Tekster: Donna Regina. A Quiet Week In The House. Why.

Tell me why, tell me why do I go
Until the end of the world that I know
Tell me why, tell me why do I go
Until the end of the world that I know
When all I want to do is to be with you
Tell me why, tell me why do I go

Tell me why, tell me why am I alone
Where no one cares, no one shares, far from home
Tell me why, tell me why am I alone
Where no one cares, no one shares, far from home
Still all I want to do is to be with you
Tell me why, tell me why am I alone

Tell me why, tell me why do I feel real
When I'm alone, far from home, on my own
Coming back to you is always tender and true
Nothing really harms me when I am with you
But life can be so deep when I am alone
Makes me know for sure I can be my own home
I know why, I know why I feel real
I know why, I know why I feel real