Already, it's 3 in the morning, the place is not closed yet
And I am alone, this is the end of the story
(hear me, flower, do you need to be with me more)
You don't look honest for me
In my heart, already not touched for years tell me something
(tell me, angel, this is not a waste)
Hear me good, you are unbearable
In the end, they see everything on the face, I can't see this
You are confused
I see you here like a folded chair
Burning my body, sticking to my hair
Hear me sweet, we will talk tomorrow
What I need is a small thing
I have no time, give me time, give me time
(say my love that you need to fly a little)
Tell me that you do not think, you are rude
And if I need to choose 4 words, you aren't for me
(tell me that you also have butterflies)
You are making me going crazy
Maybe you will be more simple
This what I need