But if I’d have another chance,
to tell you how I love you, with my heart,
if that would mean I can see you again,
I’d do anything just to see your face.
But if there would be a little light,
telling me you’re perfectly fine,
would tell me what happened to you,
I’d drink those words, like I did with yours.
But if you’d see me right now,
you wouldn’t be able to recognize me, no.
Maybe just the way I love you,
stayed exactly how it used to.
But if you could talk to me,
tell me it’ll be perfectly fine...
Caress my hair, make me calm down,
believe in me, no matter what and how.
But if you could stay with me,
tell a story, even if it’s always the same...
Just be here, please don’t leave me,
be with the girl, who needs it. Please.
