I only wish to be here
when you admit to yourself, to God and to people
that I was the best.
Wind is taking you away, I'm stopping you
How much you are mine, I won't talk to you about that
That you were the best with me.
And where I'm now
without beauty and without shine
since you came with the wind through the door
and told me: ''Forgive me, baby, forgive me, baby.''
''Forgive me for the things I never gave you
You did deserve it, but I didn't know to do better.''
You said that and you left, said and left.
That I was the best!