Not in this...
I don't get to be the one who loves you,
we don't get to make our bed together
or watch the clock.
Not in this...
our universes don't match,
and we can't write a verse
describing our love either.
Not in this...
we don't get to change the world,
we don't get to travel to the center
of this sky, open for us.
Not in this...
our story never started.
Maybe in another life,
I'll be able to give you everything I feel now.
Maybe in another life
I'll get to see the dawn inside your body.
Maybe in another life we'll be together,
and our skin will sing with the same voice.
Maybe in another life
I'll drink all my urges from your mouth.
Maybe in another life
this love will make long distances short,
maybe in another life we'll get light,
maybe in another life you'll be the first,
not in this life.
Not in this...
We don't get to say "I love you",
or to take care of the little money
we left in the drawer.
Not in this...
Even if it's hard for you to accept it,
and I never get to give you
what is burning my heart.
Not in this...
our story never started.
Maybe in another life,
I'll be able to give you everything I feel now.
Maybe in another life
I'll get to see the dawn inside your body.
Maybe in another life we'll be together,
and our skin will sing with the same voice.
Maybe in another life
I'll drink all my urges from your mouth.
Maybe in another life
this love will make long distances short,
maybe in another life we'll get light,
maybe in another life you'll be the first,
not in this life.
Maybe in another life we'll get light,
maybe in another life you'll be the first,
not in this life.
Not in this life.