Would you Baby?

Told me to pack my things

to keep my feelings together

until I free them in different places

in Derby, Winchester and Swansea

so you can put them in a new home

so you can put myself in a new life

Let's dream about it,

about the night, the youth

the noise of my voice, and yours

and the infinit words, the difficult understanding

and the beauty of each verse

It's only me?

Are we both feeling it?

Instead of the unconfortable bags

the ticket of the plane, the uncontable distance

no, we see only the closer our hearts are getting

and how thiner is the line that tear us apart.

But now when I call you,

and hear the 'would', the 'if'

and the 'hopefully' it turns me inside-out

keeps my head full of pictures, of dreams

and it's right, but it's also so wrong baby.