The mark of your spirit keeps going
Like the work of a criminal
Are the guilty ones, now they're behind
Because they don't want to see
And without us saying words, the gaze knows what to do
And don't ask me questions, the answers are the limit
They're the hand that squeezes till it hurts us
Even though I swear it, every time
That I look at your face, I'd start again
That you cross that door like you're God
I, every time that I wish never to see you again
And it won't be enough for us
Outside nobody will hear us
Shout loud if that's your thing
And without us saying words, the gaze knows what to do
And don't ask me questions, the answers are the limit
They're the hand that squeezes till it hurts us
Even though I swear it, every time
That I look at your face, I'd start again
That you cross that door like you're God
I, every time that I wouldn't let you in again
That I tear the night to pieces and I feel alive
That you cross that door like you were mine
I, every time that I wish not to see you leave
And a vortex opens, over this bed there's an immense sky
And together we look at it
Our movement is balance between two parts that are killing each other
But they don't love each other in vain
I see love's face when you turn your back on me
Every time, every time