quinta-feira, julho 18, 2019

Give me love
Why you ask me
This is not pretty
I will always remember you
so I give my love
My hand pass in yours
without magic
They only feel you
I still younger
when I say that I want you for me
Why you don't believe at me
I almost die again
When you told me
that you not came again
So it's over all about your promises
you promise never came
I will not see you
until October