LYRIC
The silence speaks of pain
I read aloud because you asked me to
And you fell asleep and then the silence grew
Silent room [Verse 2] Tried to not belong
Some think you've done me wrong
'Cause I'm not your ghost and I never was
But you didn't ask
Wrapped up in your womb [Chorus] Wanderlust, wanderlust
Wanderlust [Verse 3] Fever… one last thing
Before you take me in…
Did I make her laugh? Or was it just pretend?
Was she being kind?
Yes, she was kinder then, in Berlin
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