If I had just one miracle in my life,
it would probably be when I first met you.
If I had just one hellish moment I wanted to forget,
that would probably when I left and sent you away.
I can’t do anything.
I’ve filled all of my spaces with you,
and if I move even the tiniest bit I run into you.
I need to empty myself of you,
that’s right, I need to start erasing you that way.
Even if I bite down on my lip
and try to make up my mind to do that
I’m not able to even start.
If I had just one moment more dreamlike than a dream,
it would probably be when I first met you.
If I had just one moment so painful that I wished I was dead,
that would probably be when I left and sent you away.
I can’t do anything.
I’ve filled all of my spaces with you,
and if I move even the tiniest bit I run into you.
I need to empty myself of you,
that’s right, I need to start erasing you that way.
Even if I bite down on my lip
and try to make up my mind to do that
I’m not able to even start.
I don’t know if I want to forget you
or if I want to hold onto you even if it’s only through faded memories.
If it’s not that either, it would all just seem like a lie.
My foolish thoughts that you still might come back to me,
my delusion that I need to be right here if you do.
I don’t know if I’ve been overcome by them,
yeah, or if I’ve let them go.
I can’t do anything.
I’ve filled all of my spaces with you,
and if I move even the tiniest bit I run into you.
I need to empty myself of you,
that’s right, I need to start erasing you that way.
Even if I bite down on my lip
and try to make up my mind to do that
I’m not able to even start.
I can’t take a single step away.
This entire city is filled with you.
Everywhere I go I’m haunted by traces of you.
I’m better off just longing for you,
that’s right, I have no other choice.
Even if I cover my eyes and my ears,
I can still see you, I still hear your voice.