If, one morning I
discovered that you have left,
packed your bags and started a new life
I would be surprised at the wonders of city life
but perhaps after a while
i can begin to reorganize my life
and convince my self that i can live alone
I would find new friends ...with curiosity
and i would leave this place
I would change my mind completely
I would burn all your photos
I would find new convictions
I would shape myself
perhaps into someone younger
anyway, I'm sure
I would be able to do this
I don't know when
Don't know how
But if tomorrow I'd
noticed we were bored
and I understood we're not talking anymore
if I looked at you without recognizing you,
I'd paint the walls in all colors
and stars on the ceiling
and I will say the things I never said to you
that threatens the daily life
and our tranquility
Where are you, what's your life like? (How do you really feel?)
there's always the same old feeling
in your calm speech
and in your hand.
there's the desire to keep
that hand in mine
You sleep and you don't think
about the uncertainties of love
every silly fear and the proof that I give you.
i will stay and hold you close
I won't leave you again
I won't leave you no more.