It could be that days pass without knowing
It could be that what hurts is not understanding
It could be that the rain ends
It could be that because of it I didn't see you
It could be that you're here
But I still haven't met you
There's much left to live
It could be that on the winter night
I'll search in the corners of the city
It could be that I get lost
It could be that the fear is loneliness
It could be that you're here
But I still haven't met you
There's much left to live
It could be that you're here
But I still haven't met you
There's much left to live