You are used to go,
you are used to come back
and every time
to cut my life on half
I know you love me
but when I look at you
every time, you thief,
I forgive you
I know too much about you
And I get a little bit old
every day, because of everything
Close your eyes only so I could
fall asleep easily beside you
so I don't think to whom you hurry
and because of whom you are late..
So I don't look
that you fix your hair
it means you are leaving me
I hate those loves that become real
only when one of us
crumples someone's sheets!
Don't look how heart breaks
you will hear that when you elide the truth
I know, days go
Sadness forbids to happiness
to make us wake up on the same side again
You go, but I don't know that I don't love you
there is no place to rest my soul from us...
I know too much about you
And I get a little bit old
every day, because of everything
Close your eyes only so I could
fall asleep easily beside you
so I don't think to whom you hurry
and because of whom you are late..
So I don't look
that you fix your hair
it means you are leaving me
I hate those loves that become real
only when one of us
crumples someone's sheets!
Don't look how heart breaks
you will hear that when you elide the truth
I know too much about you
And I get a little bit old
every day, because of everything
Close your eyes only so I could
fall asleep easily beside you
so I don't think to whom you hurry
and because of whom you are late..
So I don't look
that you fix your hair
it means you are leaving me
I hate those loves that become real
only when one of us
crumples someone's sheets!
Don't look how heart breaks
you will hear that when you elide the truth