Complications whence arise
When I'm looking to your eyes
Are the green or are they grey?
I smile before you look away
I wonder if I your sing could lay
I don't like (don't...)
I would if I colud make everything O.K.
Not much we can do but wait another day
And hope relieving hit or way.
When sadness springs is a silent friend
I guess my word for heart to comprehend
For our own hearts.
I would if I colud make everything O.K
Not much we can do but wait another day
And hope some releaving in or way.
When the stillness is around in you
I wait and listen your to heart beating.