I imagine you to be in every corner
And how do I shut you up right now?
I listen to you in every song
A complex constellation fading
As if it were an honor
Not to have wishes asked
Because my wishes you could never grant
And if you could
Would I stick around?
I`d tell you I don`t want to be left alone
All these you have heard before
In an American cliche movie
Or in some 50s song...