[Verse 1]
Memory of such a wait
Your growing body springs out of the ground
And I can already see my body going down
Someday I'll meet you in the middle
Of the living room or of the road
I don't know what I will tell you
[Verse 2]
Answers will come with time
A bright and serene face says to me
And I walk with stones in my hands
In the fringe of the days, I forget what is old
What is lame
And it's like meeting you
I run to meet you
[Bridge]
A mirror was hurting my eye
And in the edge of the afternoon
A lady sees me
She wanted to talk about land with shores in the north
And wine in the south
The shores were dirty and the wine, red
Red, it dried
The party is over, I put my voice and the guitar away
Or else I go walking around
Scratching the colors off for the mold to appear
[Verse 2]
My body answers for me
Full of wrinkles which one day the pain itself pointed out
And I walk with stones in my hands
In the fringe of the days, I forget what is old
What is lame
And it's like meeting you
I run to meet you
[Outro]
I run to meet you
I run to meet you
I run to meet you
I run to meet you