Where's the rumour that saw us born?

I just want to see
something that finally
drive me mad.

And again,
And again.

And just here in the same floor.
White over white.

May i shout as a crazy in love with you.
Or may i feel bad, because i never told you.

And now i wont be able.
Never more.
My voice turns off.

And your things sounds low.