Look at me, so it makes you very, very happy
And because that agony, or are you going to fool me
Look at me, so everything is going very well,
And that shadow of sorrow that is in your eyes, because
You are sure, that you do not miss me,
Many nights, in which you would prefer,
That his hands were mine, and his skin my skin
You are sure, that you have never called him by my name
That you have never lied to him,
That you've never felt like wishing
Look at me, so it can not go better,
And what was your hair, your beautiful hair, love
Look at me, so it makes you very, very happy
And that cold tear is normal, it's not like that
You are sure, that you do not miss me,
Many nights, in which you would prefer,
That his hands were mine, and his skin my skin
You are sure, that you have never called him by my name
That you have never lied to him,
That you have never felt, wishing
You are sure, that you do not miss me,
Many nights, in which you would prefer,
That his hands were mine, and his skin my skin
You are sure, that you have never called him by my name
That you have never lied to him,
That you've never felt like wishing
You are sure, that you do not miss me,
Many nights, in which you would prefer,
That his hands were mine, and his skin my skin
Only among all we can make this a better place :)