I was about to love you but I regretted it
The moon looked at me and I understood her
She told me that your love wouldn't make me happy, that you would forget me because you were that way
I was about to love you but I regretted it
The moon looked at me and I understood her
She told me that your love wouldn't make me happy, that you would forget me because you were that way
The moonbeams were already tinting your pale face
And when I looked at them I felt that the moon was whispering a harsh reproach
That's why I was about to love you but I regretted it
The moon looked at me and I understood her
She told me that your love wouldn't make me happy, that you would forget me because you were that way
The moonbeams were already tinting your pale face
And when I looked at them I felt that the moon was whispering a harsh reproach
That's why I was about to love you but I regretted it
The moon looked at me and I understood her
She told me that your love wouldn't make me happy, that you would forget me because you were that way, that way