stop, don’t hurry.. and don’t see me home so early
the injury doesn’t give pain and blood yet
don’t say you just forgot my (phone) number
don’t play with me.. I just want you to understand
you’ll peak me up home and the city will melt in the twilight of my sadness
you’re not mine… not mine yet … a little bit more and my sky behind the shoulders will cry
peak me up home and the city will melt in the twilight of my sadness
you’re not mine… not mine yet … a little bit more and my sky behind the shoulders will cry
don’t promise that you’ll be back tomorrow
ok.. bye.. and no, don’t give me word
give me back to me
and keep my songs with you, keep with you to give a lot of pain to smb