Maybe you are in every note of a song
Maybe you are in a bar by the seaside
Maybe you are the smoke of my cigarette
While a star is falling from the sky
While I walk alone on a wet street
While I am thinking something totally different, you are in my mind
Not like in the past, but like today
I am still living you
You are always by my side
You are my morning and my evening
You are my songs
Even though unplayed and unsung
Like something that has never gone away, but always is
Like a secret hidden from everyone
Like a hurtful, silent cry, you are beside me
Like being cleansed from something
Like the fragrance of uncut flowers
Like never violated prohibitions, you are in my mind
Not like in the past, but like today
I am still living you
You are always by my side
You are my morning and my evening
You are my songs
Even though unplayed and unsung