Scribbling down on some paper To clean up my mind, so it's safer After it gets on my nerves Then to lucidly understand... Is my heart living in comfort? Has it reached an equilibrium Clear enough for some wisdom? I'm looking back in upturned perspectives But still finding no answer devoid of involvement If I knew that you now depend on anyone you don't belong to I might be glad but sad as well, without a reason whispered by my girl Am I not in chains? Am I not enslaved By that principle of blind, such madly blind faithfulness? If I knew that you now depend on anyone you don't belong to I might be glad but sad as well, without warmth transmitted by my love If I knew that you now depend on anyone who isn't worth it I might be glad but sad as well, without a reason uttered by my girl ♪ Am I really fully objective? Or is it simply, consequently emptiness? If I knew that you now depend on anyone you don't belong to I might be glad but sad as well, without warmth transmitted by my love If I knew that you now depend on anyone who isn't worth it I might be glad but sad as well, without a reason uttered by my girl