My years drifted away like water
While I was searching for love, all my paths ended
My palms were completely empty with time
I always waited, I was never the one that left
I'm ready to give up on myself if love asks me to
If it was as short as a butterfly's life
I can't come back to the city you're in anymore
My past is bleeding inside me just like that
Without seeing, without hearing, is it possible to live
If my hands don't touch, is love a lie?
Is it true? You tell me Life