It's raining in the city where you live
It has been raining for over 4 days
I still can see all those bodies
holding their umbrellas,
covering their faces...
Freezing in the street where we met.

But your face is uncovered;
I still can see it crystal clear.
I still can feel your beard in my fingertips,
the touch of your hands, the warmth of your skin...

Are two hours enough to know someone,
to read his mind and finish his lines?
I guess I'll never know. I guess I'll never know
Are two hours enough to know someone
to read his mind and finish his lines?
I guess I’ll never know.
But I would like to know...
You. You. You. (bis)

You'll always be the one that I fucked up.
You'll be that little thorn in my heart.
But I'd rather have a thorn than a hole in my heart.
Yes I'd rather have a thorn than a hole in my heart.