You are too serious, nothing to say?
She was a clear-headed girl, cute, beautiful in winter day.
Split-ins and shame of her looks with lame pay.
But don't worry you still shine like a diamond under clay.
Where do I look if I’m not far from the floor?
Next stop, you will go out through the door.
Your tongue was moving but I didn’t hear a roar.
You were too quiet to make me soar.
You were simple unable to take control.
I could always change you via a simple call.
Come to me and I will make you scrawl.
Come my dear to the endless fall.
Will you ever be inside my head my lover?
Will we ever break that four clover?
Luck to the ones who seek for some cover.
Once again I move to others, to discover.
