I almost forgot all about you
as I busy myself every day.
I remember the past
where I yearn for you.

Now is almost the time
to stop loving you.
But I can't—
You are still in my head.

I want your tongue;
I want your chest;
I want what bothers you;
I want your soul, your deepest regret;
I want to be you.

Take me for a moment, and hold me in your arms.
I might stop loving you then if I learn you're only a warmth under a skin.
I will soon forget you, but, oh, sweet caress, how soon would I forgive you.

Forget me as I forget you
Take a step and I'll do it twice in the other direction
Let the horizon swallow you
Let your silhouette die amongst those of the trees.
Let me forget you as I pick pebbles.
Let me forget you.
Let me.