Mots Justes

I was trying to move forward, allowing myself to think about it might make me lose my way
But as you know, hard to forget what had happened outside
But to find each other, first need to part ways, oh, how I wish to change bodies
For one evening, just to step away and prevent it from blossoming

Putting the right words without fear
Fear that he might take offense then
If he's stronger against me
I risk losing my heart
Putting the right words without fear
Fear that he might take offense then (then)
If he's stronger against me
I risk losing my heart
My heart

Do the words free themselves or just the ears that finally hear our cries
Have to say that sometimes, hard to see the problem, so I write it down
Often trivialized, like at all those parties, doing what I was taught
And then I thought my worth was where he wanted to feed

Putting the right words without fear
Fear that he might take offense then
If he's stronger against me
I risk losing my heart
Putting the right words without fear (without fear)
Fear that he might take offense then (then)
If he's stronger against me
I risk losing my heart
My heart, I risk losing my heart
My heart

What remains for him, just a vague memory, tomorrow something else for me
If I think of the night, of him and his smile, I thought it was my fault
Sad banality, silly enough to cry, yet since that day
It's easier to write, it's more beautiful to sing the things I don't admit to myself