If I look back and you're not there
It must be that you're ahead
Even though I tried to argue
It must be that I never understood you
It must be that I never comprehended
Learning to understand that you're not here
Who has to save you
That you sent a reflection of you
Lying on my blue carpet
You promise that you'll take me
On a trip to the end of the south
It must be that I never explained to you
It must be that I never explained to you
That to me the trip is you
Trying to find you behind
Who has to save you
Who has to save you
That you sent a reflection of you
And to learn and understand
And to learn and understand
That you sent a reflection of you