I saw you, for moments in my mind
I thought, if having you were real
And the skies so deep
On the flowers of the field
Come, give me a reason to believe
That you still exist and that this is true
That I touch your hand with your imaginary skin
Living on illusions in the air
Feeling the aroma of your art
Imagining that what was lived is true
From this dream here with you
Come, give me a reason to believe
That you still exist and that this is true
That I touch your hand with your imaginary skin
I feel like singing
Come give me a reason to believe
That you still exist and that this is true
That I touch your hand with your imaginary skin