We Don't Talk About Bruno

de Annapantsu

Is it you?
Have my prayers been answered?
Is it really you standing there
Or am I dreaming once more?
You look different
Your eyes look tired
Your frame is lighter
Your smile torn
Is it really you, my love?

I am not the one you fell in love with
I am not the one you once adored
I am not your kind and gentle lover
I am not the love you knew before

Would you fall in love with me again
If you knew all I've done?
The things I cannot change
Would you love me all the same?
I know that you've been waiting, waiting for love

What kinds of things did you do?
Left a trail of red on every island
As I traded friends like objects I could use
Hurt more lives than I could count on my hands
But all of that was to bring me back to you
So tell me

Would you fall in love with me again
If you knew all I've done?
The things I can't undo
I am not the girl you knew
I know that you've been waiting, waiting

If that's true, could you do me a favor?
Just a moment of labor
That would bring me some peace
See that wedding bed?
Could you carry it over?
Lift it high on your shoulders and take it far away from here
How could you say this?
I had built that wedding bed with my blood and sweat
Carved it into the olive tree where we first met
A symbol of our love everlasting
Do you realize what you have asked me?
The only way to move it is to cut it from its roots
Only my wife could know that
So I guess that makes her you

Penelope

I will fall in love with you over and over again
I don't care how, where, or when
No matter how long it's been, you're mine
Don't tell me you're not the same person
You're always my wife and I've been
Waiting, waiting

Penelope
Waiting, waiting (Penelope)
Waiting, waiting
Waiting, oh
For you

How long has it been?
Twenty years
I love you