Leave it, leave it
I will turn fears into miles
We've been expected
For sure I will hesitate
Lately, though I got closer
Allow me to give you the answer
Count on few tensions with one and another
None of these favors were promised to you
On our way back for the northeast towns
Feeling way past remorse, with no way out
Few moments in the hall
I'm lucky I don't recall
But even now I could not guess
How wrong we were then
Count on few tensions with one and another
None of these favors were promised to you
On our way back for the northeast towns
Feeling way past remorse, with no way out
I found this ironical it's true
I found this ironical of you