Could it be that love isn't for me
That I wasn't born for this, that I don't know how to ask
Because it gives me the opposite, it always happens to me
Could it be that to be happy
You have to be like the rest and I have to pretend
That I know how to live with this
It became normal to collect wounds
Could it be that love was left behind in other times
That's what the experts say
Nobody wants to love these days
To live as if they had no feelings
That it's still possible to love
I'll continue collecting wounds
I have loneliness as a friend
One day I told her about you
I told her that I'm no good at hating you
And even though I didn't want to, I let you go
They say that time heals everything
But a lot of time has passed
And this suffering doesn't go away
I was left living with it
I don't know when it will dawn
At night it doesn't stop raining
Dear God, I want to ask you
Where do thoughts get turned off
Could it be that love was left behind in other times
That's what the experts say
Nobody wants to love these days
To live as if they had no feelings
That it's still possible to love
I'll continue collecting wounds