The day we met
The wind’s blowing on the left side of your head

Awkward words being spoken
You could tell by my wallet that I was broken

You gave a box of Havanna
And told you wish your name was Ana

When I saw that perfection is overrated
As I loved every embarrassed word that we said

And I see that the day I die there’s nothing left
And you’ll go to foreign places that I don’t know where
In the road that carries the birth’s and death’s mysterious paths
But I know that the day I die there’s nothing left but you

Now it seems like it was years ago
But sometimes it looks like it was yesterday though

The beauty is gone and the truth is gone
And all that remained is bitter and wrong

Still I cling to those early days
Through hell of emptiness

Once I was told believe in time
But it’s time that always brings me back to you

And I see that the day I die there’s nothing left
And you’ll go to foreign places that I don’t know where
In the road that carries the birth’s and death’s mysterious paths
But I know that the day I die there’s nothing left but you

The day we met
The wind’s blowing on the left side of your head

Awkward words being spoken
You could tell by my wallet that I was broken

You gave a box of Havanna
And told you wish your name was Ana

When I saw that perfection is overrated
As I loved every embarrassed word that we said

And I see that the day I die there’s nothing left
And you’ll go to foreign places that I don’t know where
In the road that carries the birth’s and death’s mysterious paths
But I know that the day I die there’s nothing left but you