Overloaded

I wake up in the night 
watching pictures on the wall 
of a past I always feel I never saw 
another day is coming out 
while lights flow fast on the road 
spending days at the phone 
searching what is missing and gone 
waiting the day 
when nothing is yet become 
coming back home I can feel 
desolation in my mind 
it's cold in the car but I'm darker inside 
counting hours to the end of the day 
I search a place to hide 
spending days at the phone 
searching what is missing and gone 
waiting the day 
when nothing is yet become