اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
With you,
confused,
with all the best to loose.
Happy thoughts,
lonely days,
my selfish heart,
and my wandering ways.
I close my eyes and hope to get
one last kiss on my salty lips.
I turn around and say “Good night.”
Too late, too late, too late
for me and you.
It’s me,
not you,
that broke a heart in two.
So where’s the glue,
a needle, thread,
elastic tape?
Oh, what a mess.
I hope to make things better and right,
still I’ve got a greater and a meaner fright.
I turn around and say “Good bye.”
Too late, too late, too late
for me and you.
