Perhaps more maybe less,

it's all how I live I guess,
and I just wasn't born to love,

but sometimes and briefly I feel love in your soft voice.

And I can't feel it in the moment,

it's why I can't cry for the present.

And I bet nostalgia,

is just a memory of ya.

Feeling you made me complete.

Why since my birth I miss a piece?
But love can't be the reason for us,

'cause if we disappear it won't live in the empty universe.

Look angel, we're so tiny,

so why talk we 'bout reality ?

The stars, the sky, we're in

too, perhaps we're also a part of the infinity,

that's why I think we're nothing at all.

Perhaps more maybe less,

look at our skin, soon decomposed.

Perhaps more maybe less,

our atoms are our love's fences.