(I’m) Living on the cords of memory and waiting for (someone) to push me (forward)
Drowning in the sea of the past and in need for a straw
To pull me (back) to you tonight
To get me in where I can relax in your arms
My problem is not that I’m not by your side
My problem is the paralyzed living in my chest
Who wants to walk (again)
And go to you and ask for forgiveness
And tell you that he’s been wrong
(That) he wasn’t aware that someone like you
Is unforgettable
My problem is not that I’m not by your side
My problem is the paralyzed living in my chest
Who wants to walk (again)
Lend me my heart from your chest
If you got tired of it
As if it’s going to leave your bosom (for real)
If you ever asked for that
I don’t want my heart
I’m going to leave it for you
My problem is not that I’m not by your side
My problem is the paralyzed living in my chest
Who wants to walk (again)
And go to you and ask for forgiveness
And tell you that he’s been wrong
(That) he wasn’t aware that someone like you
Is unforgettable
My problem is not that I’m not by your side
My problem is the paralyzed living in my chest
Who wants to walk (again)