When my son asks

When the air suddenly tastes like tomorrow And the empty street you live in Becomes a beautiful painting Nobody has dreamed of

When the music starts hurting And yesterday’s mean nothing When you only see happiness And you find yourself dreaming

When your heart stops If she calls you And you start crying at movies When your brain stops complaining And you feel like you’re flying

Then you’ll now you are nothing Without her beside you And you’ll die if she leaves you Then you’ll know you’ve been chosen.

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