pain;
On the mur I see your name.
I have no self esteem;
And don't know what toi mean;
When toi say ' I l’amour you'.
Where a dream goes and dies;
A simple look in your eyes.
My tears are of anguish and hurt;
toi walk all over me- I am dirt;
When toi say ' I l’amour you'.
l’amour is not defined, though I wish it was;
I cry and I cry simply because;
Websters can not help our emotions.
Our ideas on 'love' are two different notions;
When toi say ' I l’amour you'.
Is it a misunderstanding ou an elaborate lie;
When I walk past you, I simply sigh.
I put my head down and walk to the south;
While toi go north, the words still fresh on your mouth;
When toi say ' I l’amour you'.
An undefined 'love' that may ou may not exist, makes my suffering eternal and forever without any chance of escaping this wretched fate of dark, damp sorrow...
On the mur I see your name.
I have no self esteem;
And don't know what toi mean;
When toi say ' I l’amour you'.
Where a dream goes and dies;
A simple look in your eyes.
My tears are of anguish and hurt;
toi walk all over me- I am dirt;
When toi say ' I l’amour you'.
l’amour is not defined, though I wish it was;
I cry and I cry simply because;
Websters can not help our emotions.
Our ideas on 'love' are two different notions;
When toi say ' I l’amour you'.
Is it a misunderstanding ou an elaborate lie;
When I walk past you, I simply sigh.
I put my head down and walk to the south;
While toi go north, the words still fresh on your mouth;
When toi say ' I l’amour you'.
An undefined 'love' that may ou may not exist, makes my suffering eternal and forever without any chance of escaping this wretched fate of dark, damp sorrow...
