Counting the hours
Water is scarce
And going down
To the deepest part of oneself
The building is solid
I see it

Give life back to the years
Also give back the taste of love
Learn to write one's wounds
In the sand
That whispers

I feel it
I feel it
I feel it
I feel love

God makes us in his image
And to better turn the page
No regret of the past
I feel love

Relight the stars
Relight the stars
Relight the stars
Relight the stars

Counting the hours
Even late
Realize
That we're no longer afraid of the dark
Welcome into one's bowels
Its flaws

Just a detail
No more hurting oneself
Just a detail
The flood after me

Just a detail
No more hurting oneself
Just a detail
The flood after me

I feel it
I feel it
I feel it
I feel love

God makes us in his image
And to better turn the page
No regret of the past
I feel love

God makes us in his image
And to better turn the page
No regret of the past
I feel love

I feel it
I feel it
I feel it
I feel love

God makes us in his image
And to better turn the page
No regret of the past
I feel love

God makes us in his image
And to better turn the page
No regret of the past
I feel love

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