Listen
before you go
and slam the door without talking.
If you leave,
I think neither more nor less
'cause I already
know your scenes.
Later, I'm already hesitating.
'Are you right? Or maybe not'.
Problems exist,
I'm sure,
between us.
And I also know that
a day is enough for us, I'll wait
for you to come back or me to go with you.
There is nothing lost.
What do you know?
What do you know
of an inside world you can't see?
What could you know?
What do you know?
What do you know
of a feeling that, for me,
you're not trying to understand?
And now,
what do you intend to?
You pack your suitcases and leave.
I surrender
if you get offended. You know
that one can never
love with pride.
Later, I'm already hesitating.
'Are you right? Or maybe not'.
Problems exist,
I'm sure,
between us.
And I also know that
a day is enough for us, I'll wait
for you to come back or me to go with you.
There is nothing lost.
I don't feel like it, not now,
like hanging my soul from the phone.
It's not for me.
That's why you won't,
you won't leave.
What do you know?
What do you know
of an inside world you can't see?
What could you know?
What do you know?
What do you know
of me being either strong or crying?
What could you know?
What could you know?
What do you know?
What do you know
of a feeling that, for me,
you're not trying to understand?
Listen
before you go.
Remember who we
were.