do it to it
did we meet before getting born when our bodies hadn't any shape, i wondered did you promise me you'll find me, or I swore to you, I'll wait for you, i wondered, again and why i'm keeping do it to it still, i really don't know (maybe you didn't find me…), (maybe i didn't wait for you…), (as you promised) (as i swore) maybe our intentions got vapourised, taking by selves a shape of their own… maybe