Words were all on my mind
They had a great way...

It was a peaceful morning
Feeling the breeze on my skin...

I remember when i was a little girl on my own
He was always talking to me like nobody else...

It's different to breathe
Some kind of aphrodisiac...

No tears left to cry
All my pains are living my life...

On radio Nat King Cole screams a sad song
He is the best of my age that 1940 and more...

No way has driven back to this town
No return will save your life drown...

I wake up in the morning
I see your big smile...

Fooled by your bright eyes
Paralyzed by your effective smiles...

Sitting for hours on a chair in this boring pub
We used to drink and have so much fun...

Hearing the horrible sound of raindrops,
Hitting to the window,breaking the silence...

Letting you know a little about me
A dark black and a bright white you'll see...