I remember the times of the i l’amour you's
and times when it was i hate you.
But toi come back begging at me feet.
And when my pity defeated me.
and the sweet seranades, in our matching shades.
My rose collection, evidence of your effection.
The sheets unmade, from the nights toi stayed.
The child in me, from the times toi loved me.
The debt toi owe, from using the word borrow.
The times i was scared, was the time toi spared.
And this dress i wear, in which are people become aware, that toi are gone, and withdrawn.
The memories i hold, they are written in bold.
my broken heart, from when toi apart.
so rest now my love, up now from above.
and times when it was i hate you.
But toi come back begging at me feet.
And when my pity defeated me.
and the sweet seranades, in our matching shades.
My rose collection, evidence of your effection.
The sheets unmade, from the nights toi stayed.
The child in me, from the times toi loved me.
The debt toi owe, from using the word borrow.
The times i was scared, was the time toi spared.
And this dress i wear, in which are people become aware, that toi are gone, and withdrawn.
The memories i hold, they are written in bold.
my broken heart, from when toi apart.
so rest now my love, up now from above.