The best thing I do is to carry on believing that this is the best way, this is how things must be. And when the day starts to get dark I think about how you used to make me smile, how your hands were so soft as a cotton field. Just with one kiss you were capable of making me shine, as I always did, as I do it now. Many things happened taking us apart, making us fight and when I fear to be alone for ever I just wonder if some day I'll meet the right person, if I can fall in love with the same person and if the thunder can strike twice in the same place.