Brown tables, wooden chairs and a glass of red wine
Some moments of indecision but I think I'm fine
What is about to happen could be interpreted as a crime
The search for a love story can wipe out the good thoughts of an innocent person
They still insist that it is simple to love and to be loved at the same time
And then you despair and believe that you are rubbish for no real reason
You wonder till the end, you believe you don't have enough, you give up on life
I think the time has come, this is a letter to all the girls I've ever loved
Without you I would not have become this troublemaker reborn from the dead
No, I wouldn't have been reborn if it weren't for you and your words of encouragement
I would be in a cold and sad place without any good entertainment
Thank you for giving me a soul
I probably thought it would be easier to talk about such personal things
I hope I don't look aggressive in my words, this is the story of how I learned to feel it
Velvety words that sound like flowers born on the most beautiful day of spring
Walking in short steps and afraid of tripping over the stones scattered all over the street
I think the time has come, this is a letter to all the girls I've ever loved
Without you I would not have become this troublemaker reborn from the dead
No, I wouldn't have been reborn if it weren't for you and your words of encouragement
I would be in a cold and sad place without any good entertainment
Thank you for giving me a soul
Many things have been said but I will say a few more
I will extol the day we first met
I will always remember when we went to watch a movie
Or just when we left and nobody had anything to do with it
Even when we don't go out and wonder what it would be like
In the end it was a love story with a bit of romance
And after all I was mistaken
Because all this happened
