17 acessos
See all your sorrow
But be happy tomorrow
>From the back of my mind
I was searching (and I...)
>From the look
In your face
I believe
It's not too late
See where you are
When did we go that far
>From the things that we said
I was wishing us dead
Turn around
To the fool
Who believed
Don't ask why
(Pillow) pretend
That I do not defend
My own love in the back
Need no question to ask
If you need
To see
The (real)
Don't ask me