The Whereabouts of Love (爱的踪迹) - Maximilian Hecker (麦斯米兰) In a room suffused with light I spend my hours waiting Waiting for the nightfall And I wonder if my life Is blissful or appalling If silence is my laughter I hone my heart down to the bare bones Down to the pieces that are needed to survive And spend my life cruising on my own As I don't care about the whereabouts of love The whereabouts of love Is reclusiveness a curse Or could it be a blessing A wall against disorder While it shields me from the rain It causes me to dry out And counteracts my blooming I hone my heart down to the bare bones Down to the pieces that are needed to survive And spend my life cruising on my own As I don't care about the whereabouts of love The whereabouts of love Let me out but soon back in Back to what I'm used to This flawless isolation Do you wonder if I sound Oh tell me can you hear it The silence of my laughter I hone my heart down to the bare bones Down to the pieces that are needed to survive And spend my life cruising on my own As I don't care about the whereabouts of love The whereabouts of love I hone my heart Someday I'll I hone my heart Someday I'll I hone my heart down to the bare bones I need to survive And spend my life cruising on my own Cruising on my own编辑于2021/03/16更新