In the things that I don't find but that I will find
On the doors that I've already closed but that I'll open for you
In the chords that I don't play but that I will play them for you
In the roads done with you and that I haven't done for a while
Between the refuges in which I put the certainties I have
In these smiles that you had and that I haven't seen for a while
In the moments in which I asked and you said no
I found a piece of white paper and you can believe it oh no
Ooh but I've written your name on it
Ooh I've written your name on it
I've written your name on it
All the times1 I was wrong and I was wrong I know it
That it's a mistake that I've lost you and I know that I'll be wrong again
You've always told me "you can't have everything by chance" but
They gave me the world in my hands and you can believe it oh no
Ooh but I've written your name on it
Ooh I've written your name on it
I've written your name on it
I've written your name on it
I've written your name on it
1. Litterally "between the times in which" but it didn't seem to me to mean something in english