What a strange way
You always have to turn around to arrive
How does it change me
This new skin to take on?
If life fitted
The expectations and the scars did to me
Chorus:
I wear/carry (word play) what I am
You have to see how it suits me
If this was a life made for me
From head to toe without a furrow/pleat (word play)
Turned on the left or on the right side
If this was a life made for me
I have to get rid of the dreams and the reality
I have got
Some hidden feelings to get me out of this
If life fitted
The errors and uses of me
Chorus
Go and know what I run after
I still ask myself what kind of a man I am
If you're naked after love
Like you're naked after life, after life