...

What I could say more,
it seems too good, too perfect
it seems much happier ,
a lot of "much" and "er" compared it to me

And yes, I must be very selfish

am I dreaming?
well, I couldn't agree anymore,
I must have been dreaming these past months

maybe it's time for me to let it go,
let the wind blows along the empty road
let this land and emptiness throw us apart
and maybe, someday ,
wind is good enough to flew us away, bring us up
so we can meet again in that green meadow

Yeah, I know it just a "maybe"
but "maybe" is the one that keep our hopes shine
The one that keep me relieved at the end of the day

the one that could save me from the emptiness