Lots of stories, lots of feelings, not  a long time
Their eyes, my ears not anymore
Lots of feelings inside your chords and passing lines
Their eyes, my ears not anymore
Lots of colors I felt in your words
All my habits stuck in my ears
What I hear, the sounds, not anymore
Lots of thoughts you've felt in my words
With the times I put my minds
What I hear, sounds, not anymore

If I had more time, would I have gone further?
Maybe I could stop the words under my face
If I had known it from the first time  
Maybe I could have change it if I couldn't hear your hearts

If I can change my self
Regretting the past and about your little voice
If I can erase it  
If I hadn't missed the chance to pass my little gift