Sylwia Grzeszczak - Motyle

On black I'll bet today, you won't look here anyway
And it doesn't move me, because I'm sailing with the wind
Something I know, something that was in us somewhere in the beginning
Someone has it too, wants to give it to me, it's that simple

Is it lost time?
That's what I'll never say about you
I'll meet you in so many dreams
Though I'll greet the mornings with someone else
I'll dream of you, of our days
Sometimes (sometimes)
Did this have to happen?
In the belly butterflies, and in the heart needles

That's the way it is, we burn like fireworks
There was such a plan, to last until the end in the shackles of frost
Don't say anything, I'll put myself together before spring comes
Somewhere a thread has broken, we are already running on new roads

Is it lost time?
That's what I'll never say about you
I'll meet you in so many dreams
Though I'll greet the mornings with someone else
I'll dream of you, of our days
Sometimes (sometimes)
Did this have to happen?
In the belly butterflies, and in the heart needles

Is this lost time?
That's what I'll never say about you
I'll meet you in so many dreams
Though I'll greet the mornings with someone else

Is this a lost time?
That's what I'll never say about you
I'll meet you in so many dreams (in so many dreams)
Though I'll greet the mornings with someone else
I'll dream of you, of our days
Sometimes (sometimes)
Did this have to happen?
In the belly butterflies, and in the heart needles