Yes I was willing to give it another try
It's true
Yet not this way, not like this
I don't need the man
Who doesn't trust me enough
To speak
I don't need coward too
And the man who treat me as an air
Each time when it is just a little bit
More complicated than it should be
And who lies intensively enough
To be lost himself in it
Yes sometimes it is sweet indeed
Yet after moment it touch
Just too often just too much
It's charming sometimes
These dreams
But well
Not like this
You did
To let me know again
How little you care
It is the perfect time to leave then
It's not the way
To follow for me any more
Even when you are kind of sweet
In it indeed
Still
Yet not for me
Anymore
Not for me
You live
But do not worry you are safe
I am not femme fatal for you
You are free on your way
There is no consequence of this romance
Except this lost chance
