I leave the window open, in case a song arrives.
And a network of butterflies, hanging on the balcony.
In case the wind leaves a story there is a tangled,
forgotten notes with no trace of your absence.
Chorus:
Before, before dreaming again, I have to forget your lips.
Before, I have to pull out of my memory every kiss that started with your name.
There will be some lyrics, and vibrant melody
A handful of half-finished words
When the weather leaves this road abandoned
Without getting anywhere and naked from your footprints
Chorus:
Before, before dreaming again I have to forget about your arms
Before, I have to pull out of my memory every kiss that started with your name.
This is the last time, I sing, your name. Your name
This is the last time??
Before, before dreaming again I have to forget about your lips
Before, before closing my eyes I have to forget about your skin.
Before I have to pull from my memory every verse that began with your name.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)