You're standing there like a song without lyrics.
What did I tell you that you're still offended?
I've seen my mistake, I shared it with you.
What did I tell you that you're still offended with me?
I woke up early yesterday morning.
I went out and bought you roses
so that you'll be happy
so that you'll be happy.
This morning I understood that you left.
I cried over you, I wrote a song for you
so that you'll live forever
so that you'll live forever.
Should you be forgotten?
Should I not forget ?
Even though you hide on a corner, can you get old with me?