My face warm // Your cold look You dont have anything to say when you go to the door // you leave the wound, you dont like the heart 1 look before you 1 1 look in front of you // Your look tells me, wants to say I dont want to go // No one is to say // lets stay open or go I am not afraid to be tormented // or that if I dont let her look at her // that shes not here she wants to go I dont want to go // You know well
