I followed your steps,
Thinking that you
Knew where to go
I saw myself in your dreams
Lost, without knowing
Which direction to follow
Worlds so strange
In the words that I heard
At the bottom of your eyes
Drowned in ice
I discovered that
Speaking of love is not loving,
Is not wanting anyone
Speaking of love
Is not loving someone
I fell apart
A grain of sand carried
By the tides
I melted on your lips,
Feeling the ground fading away
Under my feet
Forgotten days
In the summer I made up
I know that you live
In the lies I believed in