I like you so much
That I'd rather hide it
I leave it, implicit
Like an idea that exists in our heads
And that has no obligation to happen
I think that being abstract
Is something so beautiful, baby
Beauty itself is so fleeting
It's an idea that exists in our heads
And that has no pretension to happen
It may even look like a weakness
So, let it be a weakness
The joy it gives me
Happens without me saying
If tomorrow, it's so different
It's only up for me to forget
What I win and I what I lose
Nobody...
I think that being abstract
Is something so beautiful, baby
Beauty itself is so fleeting
It's an idea that exists in our heads
And that has no pretension to happen
It may even look like a weakness
So, let it be a weakness
The joy it gives me
Happens without me saying
If tomorrow, it's so different
It's only up for me to forget
I will survive
What I win and I what I lose
Nobody needs to know