You don't need to remind me
I won't run away from anything
I'm sorry if I wasn't the one you dreamed of
But there's always something left
A piece of clothing to get back
I can move the table away
Whenever you need
I know that imperfect loves
Are this season's flowers
I don't want to see you
Staying up all night
I'm sorry if I wasn't your rarest love
And when the day is over
And when the sun is setting
I can lay the table
And serve you dinner
I know that imperfect loves
Are this season's flowers
I'd be lying if I said
That I don't think about you anymore
How many pages has love deserved yet?
Philosophers don't say anything
I can't say
How many verses about us have I kept?
Leave that room's light 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 one you dreamed of
I know that imperfect loves
Are this season's flowers
I'd be lying if I said
That I don't think about you anymore
How many pages has love deserved yet?
Philosophers don't say anything
I can't say
How many verses about us have I kept?
Leave that room's light on
And ask me to come back
I know that imperfect loves
Are this season's flowers
I know that imperfect loves
Are this season's flowers