Lying in my bed again
And I cry cos you're not here
Crying in my head again
And I know that it's not clear

Put your hands, put your hands
Inside my face and see that it's just you
But it's bad and it's mad
And it's making me sad
Because I can't be with you

[...]

Cause you're not here, you're not here
Baby I can't be with you

[The Cranberries]

Ce soir c'est Daria que je pleure, don't want to be marine anymore...