Creo

I believe that maybe you still think of me
I believe I can sense it
I believe that in the end nothing has an end
I believe desperately
I believe that dying is a sensation
I believe that living could be one
But now it's something much more real
I believe I went out to see a bit of the sun
I believe I saw you dancing to the Beatles
In some old house in the area

I believe that maybe you still think of me
I believe I can sense it
And I don't want to see you anymore
So sad, sad like that
I believe you're crying
I remember I opened the door and it was you
Then I got lost looking at you naked
And you laughed at my evil face
Then I felt the peak of love
And if I fell, it doesn't matter
Because everything, everything, everything, everything, everything, everything is for both of us
I don't want anything that harms us
I believe
I believe and that's enough

I believe that maybe you still think of me
I believe I can sense it

(I believe)
In some way, baby, you're going to leave
Through that door, baby, you're going to leave
(I believe)