If tomorrow something would happen,
I lie within you today.
My words are acid like bitter lemon drops (you say)
You’d rather talk about the moon, the sea or your eyes,
Or Should there be a kind of sorrow, (maybe tomorrow)
Or a beautiful love song, “bye bye elephant blue”
Oh, I would like so much to be just perfect for you, (maybe tomorrow)
Never make you sad, never say too much,
As if I was perfect and beautiful,
As if I was in you.