I'll wait for you,sitting
on the corner liek always,
And a bit more dressed up than if
it were a Friday
without a date previously made
But with the plain intuition of seeing you,
My eyes don't stop looking and looking
at the dark stone
of Ideas
Looking for more hollows,
within this hollow
Looking for a light
in the middle of this sky
I tuck away my hands
because I'm cold
and they feel odd
inside my pockets
Over an hour and a half has passed,
and you still haven't shown,
My intinct has failed me
It known not of loves,
but it's just that my instinct
doesn't know of
Chorus:
Living live without you
is something like dying,
is walking without looking where you're going,
is singing without hearing,
is speaking without breathing,
eating without digesting
Because I discovered
that you're the perfect form
the perfect size
just for me and it's like this

(Repeat Chorus)