What's the right age to love?
Cause I've always either been too old or too young.
I used to want to see you in the morning without makeup,
Now I'd like to see you at all.

Splintered wood,
breaking from the cabinet door,
build two from one,
and we separate even more.

I've seen your face,
less than I've seen the back of your head.
You told me you were leaving,
I hope you'll remember what I said.

(I don't see you anymore)

Time takes as much as time breaks,
whether the buds of a lemon tree or the freezing summer lakes.

Until I'm sleeping, it still feels wrong.
I'm either sleeping or I'm gone.