and what am i going to do with my selective lack of care

and what with my frustrated dream of learning to cook

and what i'm going to do with sundays

and holidays, no plan is appropriate

when i try not to think

perhaps it will tell me where you go

now that i'm not

tell me where to go

now that you aren't

what will i invent to tell the entire world

if they see me fallen to the ground

without more desire to fly

how do i hide this pair of broken wings

and the soles of my boots

tired of walking

perhaps it will tell me where you go

now that i'm not

tell me where to go

now that you aren't

chorus:



i want you to return

that you are claiming

my lips you haven't kissed in a long time

i want you to come back

already you see that even my hands

from not touching you so much, they ache, they ache

and what am i going to do if my chin hits the floor

and although i tried my smile doesn't leave naturally

if they have already seen with the lost glance

a few pounds less

and some tears of more

perhaps it will tell me where you go

now that i'm not

tell me where to go

now that you aren't



chorus:



i want you to return

that you are claiming

my lips you haven't kissed in a long time

i want you to come back

if you knew that you were for me

and always wanted to be here

i still don't understand how, when, where

or why i lost you, i don't know how to live like this