I had a woman
she has left me now…
and this woman…
we were very much in love with each other…
Lisbon, after 19 years
I remember…
our joy to walk the streets
I was someone again
I was so happy to go there
I was so happy to be there
in a new life for a while
in a new life with her…
felt like a young man
proud and stupid…
at that moment
I just really wanted to be her man
just a man with her
just a man for her…
and now…
I wonder if
I have told her enough
how much I loved her
if I have done enough…
she was my sweet dream
she was the only one…
and I ask in the silence
did I miss something my love ?
did I ask too much ?…
I had a woman
she has left me now
she cannot hear the song
I write for her every day…