LEARN LYRICS

You don't need to remind me

I won't run from anything

I'm sorry if I wasn't

Like one of your dreams

But something always remains

Some clothes to pick up

I can push the table back

Whenever you need

I know that imperfect loves

Are the flowers of the season

I don't want to see you

Spend the night awake

I'm sorry if I wasn't

Your rarest love

When the day ends

When the sun leans

I can lay a cloth

And serve you dinner

I know that imperfect loves

Are the flowers of the season

It's a lie if I say

That I don't think of you anymore

How many pages love has already earned

Philosophers don't say anything

That I can't say

How many verses about us

I've kept

Leave the light in that room on

And ask me to come back

I know that imperfect loves

Are the flowers of the season

I know that imperfect loves

Are the flowers of the season

You don't need to remind me

I won't run from anything

I'm sorry if I wasn't

Like one of your dreams