There's a road in San Francisco that has your name
And a square in Paris that holds together
My lack of habit in staying home
And your defenseless imagine
I find you in the rhymes of sorrow
Where you once said
'I'm only tired'
A road accompanies us without hurting us
Till the point of disappearing
The last vision goes away
There's still love after a breakup
Then truth is served
Me with the rest that will come
When saying 'I'm sorry' comforts me
Saying 'Forgive me' is little more than a word
I defend myself when I don't know how to justify myself
I miss you
I should go
The last vision goes away
There's still love after a breakup
Then truth is served
Me with the rest that will come
If I look for you from away
You'll answer me
With your dark eyes, tightly closed
We're already grownup
There'll be new leaves on the trees
And instead of me, a bunch of empty words
The last vision goes away
There's still love after a breakup
Then truth is served
Me with the rest that will come
A song remains...
Then truth is paid for
Me with the rest that will come
A song remains