On the wall of my room in a wooden photo frame Youre still in love with a world of love and good
You still have so many walls Still staring at my eyes as if
Rose of the memorial says that I dont remember! I can get this old photo
Cant you go back to me When you still with this photo with me as ever
Still this empty room of this half -light lamp all the witnesses that you never went out of my heart Tile I was a fucking world of our photo I dont get My heart is not in the old photo of the old life
Cant you come back to me When you are still in this photo with me as usual
