Standing at the bus stop
And it hurts you again so...
to see again
And it so hurts you again to love
And it hurts, that you can only see,
Because around me lying so much stuff from you,
I can not stand this...
I don't hold on you tight
And don't let you go
give me the rest
This bag is large.
I'm sorry Pocahontas
I hope you know that!
I'm sorry Pocahontas
I hope you can do it!
I'm so sorry...
And actually we've been together for too long,
By now it finished
But that 's crappy reason
And now I try to forget,
How well do you know me
And how do you call me
And where you sleep now
I'm sorry Pocahontas
I hope you know that!
I'm sorry Pocahontas
I hope you can do it!
I'm so sorry Pocahontas!
Pocahontas...
Pocahontas...
Pocahontas...
And I'm so sorry...
I don't hold on you tight
And don't let you go
give me the rest
This bag is large...