Текст песни
I'm marking in my every hour
I'll be the bee, you'll be the flower
I'm searching for some kind of meaning
What is wrong with that?
I see my fate in every stranger
I smell perfume, don't smell the danger
I still believe in what you're saying
What is wrong with that?
And what if I
Trusted them all
And they did me wrong
Would I get blame or empathy
After it all would I be your girl
I feel the fear of getting older
I want to move where springs are colder
I want them to be more sincere
What is wrong with that?
And when it is too much to handle
I'll draw the curtains, light a candle
And ask to take away my fear
What is wrong with that?
And what if I
Trusted them all
And they did me wrong
Would I get blame or empathy
After it all would I be your girl
What is wrong with me
What if I
What if I
What if I
Trusted them all
And they did me wrong
Would I get blame or empathy
After it all would I be your girl
What is wrong with me
