This song is life that passes
In a day of magical essence
It is the outlet of a man who is trying to scream
A buzzing of sane incoherence
A photograph of me
That I want to look at now
An idea like any other fixed in time
A liar that cannot lie
This song is the road in [my etc.] feet
The search for a little bit of clarity
A living hand, an ajar door
A shoe that causes tenderness
It is a dog that barks
Out there
A bed unmade by too much talking
That bursts out like noises
Wonderful
Like life that passes
Like a memory of a few years ago
Wonderful
Like the story of the most beautiful love
I wrote it just for you
This song is a a broken toy
Left in the wrong place
It is a deep breath that comes consciously
Just because I walked
It is a stomachache
With which I live
My eyes are fixed on a present point
Losing sight of the finish line
Wonderful
Like life that passes
Like a memory of a few years ago
Wonderful
Like the story of the most beautiful love
I wrote it just for you
I wrote it just for you...
I wrote it just for you...
Wonderful
Like the story of the most beautiful love
I wrote it just for you