It's clear I'm not your type
It's clear you're not into me
It's clear that in reality you only love me
Like something that's always there
I thought that I was happy
I thought that I had it all
So many friends, whims, crazy loves
I have everything except you
And the taste of your skin
Beautiful like the April sun
How absurd the day I dreamed
That you were meant for me
I have everything except you
And the moisture of your body
You have made me, just because
Follow the traces of your scent
It's clear I'm not your type
It's clear you're not into me
Well I have everything except your gaze
My eyes don't see anything anymore
I have everything except you
And the taste of your skin
Beautiful like the April sun
How absurd the day I dreamed
That you were meant for me
But you are what I'm missing
I have everything except you
And the moisture of your body
You have made me, just because
Follow the traces of your scent