They keep asking me about you,
but i keep quiet,
on which side are you sleeping on, I wonder.
They keep asking me about you,
but I only put hands in the pockets,
and I feel...
You are waking up and dressing on
white dress
for New Year's eve,
and you're leaving with him,
leaving with him...
hey, may God help me, not to love you.
They keep asking about you,
but I keep quiet,
on which side are you sleeping on, I wonder.