and what am i going to do with my selective lack of care and what with my frustrated dream of learning to cook and what i'm going to do with sundays and holidays, no plan is appropriate when i try not to think perhaps it will tell me where you go now that i'm not tell me where to go now that you aren't what will i invent to tell the entire world if they see me fallen to the ground without more desire to fly how do i hide this pair of broken wings and the soles of my boots tired of walking perhaps it will tell me where you go now that i'm not tell me where to go now that you aren't chorus: i want you to return that you are claiming my lips you haven't kissed in a long time i want you to come back already you see that even my hands from not touching you so much, they ache, they ache and what am i going to do if my chin hits the floor and although i tried my smile doesn't leave naturally if they have already seen with the lost glance a few pounds less and some tears of more perhaps it will tell me where you go now that i'm not tell me where to go now that you aren't chorus: i want you to return that you are claiming my lips you haven't kissed in a long time i want you to come back if you knew that you were for me and always wanted to be here i still don't understand how, when, where or why i lost you, i don't know how to live like this