Solo Tu

Behind the dry heartbeats left by the clock
Behind that half-mast and colorless smile
Behind the friends and the backlit smoke
Behind the mirrors and the shadows, there you are

Behind the footsteps of those who come and go
Behind a calendar that moves backwards
Behind every photo, their face and their cross
Behind the prison of my nights, there you are

And no matter how many times I tell myself
That I must go on and live
And no matter how much I curse your name
I can't rid myself of you

Because you're in the songs
In the seams of my body, in the colors
In other lips and other kisses, in poems
That remind me you're not here
In the silences that scream in my loneliness at night

In the mornings
Always devoid of your scent
In the windows closed to this heart
In these wings that no longer fly south
Behind everything
Behind there's nothing but you

Behind every corner of this cold, big city
Behind that phone that forgot to speak
Behind the storms, the calm, the stillness
Behind other gestures and other voices, there you are

Behind every hug that awakens my skin
Behind every letter I wrote and burned
Behind the black sky, the white winter, the blue sea
Behind every day and every night, there you are

And no matter how many times I tell myself
That I must go on and live
And no matter how much I curse your name
I can't rid myself of you

Because you're in the songs