Povesti. Toti le-avem. Toti suntem. Unii recunoastem, altii nu. Dar cred ca e musai sa vorbim la timpul lor, pentru ca mai tarziu poate fi prea tarziu …
„Well, I tried to do what I felt was right, And I know I fucked it up sometimes but at least my heart was open.
You’re the one to cross the line but you could not go the extra mile, so I did what you were hoping, and at least my heart was open.
At least my blood still pumping. I know that it wants sometime burning. I have known your love and I have known your hate,
I watched devastate to liberate … Oh, but every moment’s golden
though our withered arms entwined was not your faith.
Why we can’t be lovers, friends or even mates. Well, your chances come right for you, because every moment’s golden.
I did what you were hoping, and at least my heart was open.
At least my blood still pumping. I know that it wants sometime
If you get out of this nightmare, then think to call me to tell me how somebody broke your heart. Don’t try, I won’t be there: