if i get out of disliking choices and if i stop running over other one´s voices if i could loosen this critical view could i learn to understand you?
if i rethought this insulting language and if i managed once to stop your anguish if i could soothe you and keep you warm i guess nothing could do us harm
if i created a more humble nature breaking the stream that is rolling you over
turn the coin cause there´s no way to measure what i found in you my greatest treasure all my words had gone, i lost the key could i still make you trust me trust in me
i may have weaknesses i do confess but all this fuss about it is quite careless cause also you are speakting your critical mind and compassion stays far behind
if we could learn to listen closer breaking the stream that is rolling us over
turn the coin cause there´s no way to measure what i found in you my greatest treasure all my words had gone, i lost the key could i still make you trust me trust in me