I dont know why Youve gone from there before you You always liked it from afar but you didnt tell me
You waited for my glass You didnt go early I was intentionally I wanted to take you from you
Remember you Even when you shook my hand I didnt say goodbye
Im busy but without you is still silent and fascinated I dont know if the train is Always say late I did not go back to my glass Opportunity to get your hands
I was behind every window I remember Even when you shook my goodbye
I am behind every window I remembered you even when I was laughing at you .
