'A lot' means nothing to me
'Everything' isn't enough for me
I want each gesture, each word
Each second of your attention
Do that for me
Take this pain somewhere far from here
I'm tired of listening
That my way of loving is a wrong one
I'm tired of dividing myself
What is right in love?
Who is going to say?
What it is to be said, shut and wanted?
I want absurdities, I want an endless love
I want to tell you that this is the only way I know to love