It seems that there is something.
Something I should know.
But I don’t want to ask you.
Ask you what I’m supposed to do.
You say that I don’t treat you.
That way I used to do before.
That I am only running away.
Every time when you want me to sta.
I wanna love you.
Like the sailor loves the sea.
I really want to but please let me be
‘n’ I got so much things on my mind.
And you know that I can’t waste any time.
I wanna make you feel something
that you used to feel before.
I know we’ve got our problems.
But fighting don’t make any sense.
‘n’ I don’t think that I’m so bad,
that you should be so, so sad.
