Without the weight of the past,
the future is lighter,
it's a summer song.
Six billion, we're alone,
two beauteous specimens.
I don't know how to cook,
but I'm brave enough to play doctor
and if it's about being mistaken.
And if it was the night coming here to change our lives?
If you're afraid of the dark, rest easy, we'll turn it into the morning.
And if every mistaken word ends up in the river,
you'll have an idea of the way the sea will look in a couple of years,
and the way I will look with some days added.
And the way I will look, and the way you will look
with some days added,
with some days added
and the way you'll look.
And every time I talk about you,
yes, 'cause sometimes I talk about you,
about the wardrobe which is a mess,
about the waffles with coffee.
But this thing of you seeming distracted.
I really love that you seem distracted
when you leave everything on and it seems like it's New York,
Paris, Madrid, olé.
I'd live in Paris, though, and you.
And if it was the night coming here to change our lives?
If you're afraid of the dark, rest easy, we'll turn it into the morning.
And if every mistaken word ends up in the river,
you'll have an idea of the way the sea will look in a couple of years,
and the way I will look with some days added.
And the way I will look, and the way you will look
with some days added,
with some days added
and the way you'll look.
And if it was the night coming here to change our lives?
If you're afraid of the dark, rest easy, we'll turn it into the morning.
And if every mistaken word ends up in the river,
how will the sea look?