...unfortunately we have grown and we are aware of these stories
where love is gone and evil and lies take its glory...

I was not feeling that good
to be good
I was not that nice
to seem nice
I was not that profound
to find the ground
I will never try again
to touch you again
cuz I can´t
and that is our story
the spring has come...

all the birds have started their nests
except me and you
what are we waiting for...