One day soon Let's talk about love Like we talk about food Generously and then Without irony Not that it exists Unless you're willing so And ceases to never not exists to cease Though it happens that I never be more sure of my physical reality That when in love or leaving it behind I gotta figure out tomorrow (and for the rest of our lives) Together sat against stone With a man full of synthesis To keep us in air Or not depending on what's on Though it happens that I'm talking with a man That believes in the christian god - I think Not the crazy one who rates what we become I gotta figure out