My hands do not reach the telephone
And I´m not aware of the day nor the light (nothing)
I see your beautiful face, your smile everywhere
It seems that I cant see anything
but you, my love
Though I dont know any path or any way
Like I was a young schoolboy
Yes I love you, I finally admit it
This feeling is so pure, so real
I cant even try to kiss you
Though I didnt truely belive in it (love)
Love was the choise of the skins
Was the fire burning for a short time
It came and shot straight the bull´s eye
Could this be possible again (after all I got through)?
Could I feel the fire burning (of love again)?
Would I feel vulnerable, like a desperate child
If I didnt go through it all in the past
Would this make me think to be a deep love?