Leave it, leave it I will turn fears into miles We've been expected For sure I will hesitate Lately, though I got closer Allow me to give you the answer Count on few tensions with one and another None of these favors were promised to you On our way back for the northeast towns Feeling way past remorse, with no way out Few moments in the hall I'm lucky I don't recall But even now I could not guess How wrong we were then Count on few tensions with one and another None of these favors were promised to you On our way back for the northeast towns Feeling way past remorse, with no way out I found this ironical it's true I found this ironical of you