A while since you told me, since I told you
And nothing ever happens. Is it fear,
Madness or the fate
Does not want to know about the two of us?
Times ago, I was trying to look for explanations:
I wanted to know why you avoid me each day,
Why you insist on reading the newspaper instead of looking into my eyes
And why it was never enough
How much we were meaning for each other.
Now I no longer think of anything
I forgot about all this... I forgot about myself,
About you, I don't see you very often, don't know why
I miss the one you've been, I miss myself
And the green light from Diesel in a winter night.
Or was it blue? Life goes on... or
laughs in scorn... like we used to say a while ago
And Puzzle was warm for some days
With painted clocks that pour away
And sailing ships pulled by people who carry the world on their back.
I was surprised how well you knew me
That you understood me even when I was
not making any sense
so maybe you really saved my life
This is what friends are good for... no?
Can you tell me what has happened?
Is this the end of everything: friendship, love?
Or is it only the beginning?
It seems to me that we are always moving in circles...
Or maybe these are spirals in another dimension!
