Where are you going?
And how are you?
Reality is
hard to see.
I look at the red light.
I look for you amongst lots of people,
on foot, by taxi or on the bus.
Exchanged glances that leave
like a fast wind
in the chaos of traffic,
and horn after horn to think about.
Where are you going?
How are you?
I'll change
if you change.
We're two,
you and me.
Two fighters,
two heroes and
two love songs,
forever you and I.
With the same words,
the same passion.
I'd like to tell you now that you're leaving,
if you give love, you'll feel love and live off love.
Oh, oh, oh.
Tell me what you'll do tonight.
I phone you over and over again,
but you're not at home - 'Leave me a message'.
Your voice sounds so weird that I
don't know what to tell you.
I'm going out to look for you.
I know that I'll find you tonight.
Where are you going?
How are you?
I don't know
where you'll be.
I am here
like you,
afraid of loving you now
and for
two minutes, two hours,
an eternity.
We're lost waves
in this city
where romances are born and grow
like the one between us.
I'd like to tell you
now that you're leaving,
if you give love, you'll feel love
and live off love.
How are you?
You and me.
We're two.
More than two.
Forever two.
We're two.