I wasn't thinking when I looked into your eyes, I wasn't dreaming I [bad word] to the past, through the color of your eyes, it was youuu...youuuu

Every beginning was an ending from the start, leaving and leaving while the [bad word] was passing by. I´ll pretend I would've knew, time like a flower is a dangerous gun, given the hour there was nothing else to do [bad word] through the color of your eyes, it was youuu....youuuu