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Born with a question mark
Carved on your face
Her heart in your hand
She gave you one piece to put in its place
A corner piece and only one space
It wasn't a game
Was it a dream
A dream

Through black and white windows
A garden of flowers
We finish the frame, neat and in order
A childhood of hours
Completing the border
It wasn't a dream
Beautiful
Remember

Edges of time
Confine and change the curves ...
Of trust and love to guilt and blame
Till less and less is left in reserve
Sometimes the pieces all look the same
It was never a game

Through black and white windows
A blue summer day
It's nearly done, but
Some of the pieces were lost on the way
Begin again Or time to go

We always knew, we always knew
The very last piece would be left for you
For you