Y es que...

And I would like to know,
Who do you think I am
What do you expect from me
To follow me this far

I don't know if we're going, we're already back
I don't see a beginning or an end

From a remote place
From another generation
A way of thinking
We were just an option

A lot of innocence
A little patience
Eternal trial and error

You may be able to move away
But what you gave of yourself
Is what you ask today
Could you repeat it to me?