You don't need to remind me
I won't run away from anything
I'm sorry if I wasn't the way you had in your dreams
But something always persists
Some clothes to get
I can move the table away
Whenever you need
I know that imperfect loves
Are the flowers that blossom in this season
I don't want to see you
Not sleeping in the night
I'm sorry if I wasn't your rarest kind of love
And when the day is over
And when the Sun sets
I can put the table cloth on
And set diner up for you
I know that imperfect loves
Are the flowers that blossom in this season
I'd be lying if I told you
That I no longer think of you
And how many pages has love already deserved
What the philosophers have to say
Differs in nothing from what I can say
I've kept so many verses I wrote about you and I
Leave the lights of that room on
And ask me to come back
You don't need to remind me
I won't run away from anything
I'm sorry if I wasn't the way you had in your dreams
I know that imperfect loves
Are the flowers that blossom in this season
I'd be lying if I told you
That I no longer think of you
And how many pages has love already deserved
What the philosophers have to say
Differs in nothing from what I can say
I've kept so many verses I wrote about you and I
Leave the lights of that room on
And ask me to come back
I know that imperfect loves
Are the flowers that blossom in this season
I know that imperfect loves
Are the flowers that blossom in this season