If all I wanted to do
would be to sit and talk to you,
would you listen?
In this marvelous life,
I am looking for myself,
and you found me.
You put me up on a pedestal
to never forget myself,
to never lose myself,
to find myself,
to find you.
In this world where everyone is looking to be found,
who is looking for you?
Who is the one that sees you when you can’t see yourself?
In this world where everyone is special,
how special are you?
Do you see beyond?
Do you dare?
If all I wanted to do
would be to sit and talk to you,
would you listen?
But there I found you.
Where do we go?
The void is calling.
Is this the end, or is it the start?
What is us?
What are you?
What is me?
What can we trust?
Do you dare to go?
Do you accept the pain?
Do you dare to go where love will lead you?
If all I wanted to do
would be to sit and talk to you,
would you listen?
In this love story, uncertain of its end, I live in the gift of love.