Im still crossing the room
And I know there's something wrong
But Im tired of the same old lies

And I know I was sad till I met you
But I don't know what I'm feeling right now
I need to cross the room

Do something to explain myself
'cause I don´t know how to play it again
the same old story

I'm flying again
I'm breathing again
You need to cross the room too
And give me the blankets beneath your breath.
Till I met you.
I thought I was sad
till I met you