Why

In the city there’s a thousands doors and thousands girls...
They wanna be loved.
When I come you wanna touch my hand you know you can’t,
But you don’t have words.
And I know that you will find the end.
You’ll understand that you don’t need me.
Please forgive me I’m not your light...
I’m not your light...
I don’t know why…

Why?! why I don’t wanna be with you and I cry...
Now and then.
Just why?! Why I’d rather be alone and see my life...
Not with you…

Now I really feel emptiness and only stress
I wanna hide.
And you said that you don’t believe, you don’t agree,
You don’ understand.
And you said that I’d crush your world...
And crush your heart.
I wanna know why, why is it so tell me please.
I wanna know...
I wanna know just …

Why ?! why I don’t wanna be with you and I cry...
Now and then.
Just why?! Why I’d rather be alone and see my life...
Not with you…

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