This is the stop of love, I'm getting off
My dreams are a small suitcase
I learned what it meant to rise by your side
Now it's my turn to crumble
This is the stop of love, I'm getting off
Rain on the streets and in my eyes
People are couples in a world that is divided
Everyone is counting their pieces alone
And after my counting is done,
And my total comes out to zero, I look for you
I will be here, in the same place
Hugging my broken heels
I will be here, day and night
And I will be pulling my life by the hair
I will be here, gold and ashes
So you can find whichever of the two you need
Only for you
There's no room for anyone else at the stop of love
This is the stop of love, I'm getting off
Fear has your voice
If I have enough time, with the same ticket,
I would like one more trip with you
Because I will never be able,
To go on another trip like this