des excuses

It's not the first time
That I've cried thinking of you
And when I think of you
My heart's in the wrong place
I don't trust just anyone
I gave you your chance but you disappeared

I'm still looking for excuses
To understand you
So that death won't be
The big winner
I've gone around this question
At least a hundred times, maybe millions

It's not the first time
That I dive in without looking down
And at night I see again
In my dreams, the signs of the cross
No one can predict the joys and the sorrows
You chose to run away before the end

I'm still looking for excuses
To understand you
So that death won't be
The big winner
I've gone around this question
At least a hundred times, maybe millions
I'm still looking for excuses
To understand you
So that death won't be
The big winner
I'm still looking for excuses
To understand you
So that death won't be
The big winner
I've gone around this question
At least a hundred times, maybe millions