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)