All this curiosity
That you have for what I do
I don't like having to explain myself
I don't like having to explain myself...
All this intensity
We look for identity
But we don't know how to explain
But we don't know how to explain...
If I stop and ask myself,
Could it be that there is some reason
To live this way ?
If we are not
Really together...
We're looking for independence
We accept the distance between us
We're looking for independence
We accept the distance between us...
All this half-truth
To which we must conform ourselves
We only succeed in separating ourselves
We're learning to accept...
So many things cut in half
Just like this immense desire
That we don't know how to explain
That we don't know how to satisfy...
If I stop and ask myself,
Could it be that there is some reason
To live this way ?
If we are not
Really together...
We're looking for independence
We accept the distance between us
We're looking for independence
We accept the distance between us...
All this curiosity
All this intensity
All this half-truth
So many things cut in half
All this curiosity
All this intensity...