Lithium, don't wanna lock me up inside
Lithium, don't wanna forget how it feels without
Lithium, I wanna stay in love with my sorrow
Oh, but God I wanna let it go...
The moment before a woman cries, there is a sound - very touching, very moving and at the same time so silent, which remains as a constant echo in the soul of the man to whom this reproach is directed. This memory will haunt his soul to the rest of his life…