This is the beginning of a journey – a journey that begins with a sleepless night that goes by so fast, so fast, but that already hints at the end of two solitudes, at the beginning of something beautiful and true.
If I told you things I did beforeTold you how I used to beWould you go along with someone like meIf you knew my story word for wordHad all of my historyWould you go along with someone like me
