the one and the lost love

As when the morning to come
My sacrifice in our own
lack of multiplicity, of the rejection
That missed, 
the truly exceptional love
Only one, but the one was
lost in the absurdity of absolute decision
Is that the origin?

I know, I'm a fuckin' stupid
in the time of possibility will be free

The possible that impossible
I can free to tell you a lie
I can stay here
Still waiting for the change of your word
Just here, still here, to you, to your dumb
when I was wrong,
an epiphany of your face, can't say a lie
But everything was difference
And the situation make us to tell the story alone

The chance to missed
Now and here, the word still alone
the presence burried on the absence
Still you remembering never?
The last time I met u in the purple wall
And I'm here waiting for
The rest of your life
The love of the differ[a]nce...