I am not very strong anymore, When an idea fights me, it always wins. The text part ends up here:
When the time comes back again and you land from your ego trip
I'll be here to listen then, and won't ask you where you've been,
it's not that I do not wonder
it's not that I just don't care,
but when you give that much to me, which might be anywhere
It will be your choice.
