i spend time to try to get to know you
as life passing by, i show you my heart
i couldn't be my true
i spend "trimes", despite of everything that i've lost
i put my trust in you, isn't it obvious that i do love you?
"if all the hands are too descrine"
let's make out in the middle of four street
if this flowers just ain't enough for you
help me god to tell me what to do
couldn't be more true, isn't it obvious that i love you?
i get down on my knees to get you walk and run
and to please your need to be connected with me ...