Its not attention showing
Its just romance that growing
On and on
Would be a kind of tougher
In fact i'm not a good lover
Who stands in front
I realize
Its not what we decide
The way we live
In disappointed times
The day it turns to
Fire fall through the skywall
That's what you've done to me
The day you made me siting lonely here
(in dissolution)
Maybe it sound sarcastic
Someday it turns dramatic compromise
It changed so much
In terms of "culde sac"
Little longer
Fire fall you have made it all
Into aggressive style
There's no reaction
I could give it through
