Tell her whatever you want, until you won’t tell her about us
Until you'll cross my eye, and she will ask you about me
But you won’t answer.
Tell her that you love her, until you won’t tell her that she is not your first love
Until she will find our picture, but you’ll quickly hide it.
Hold her hands, because she will ask you to, and then kiss her
Kiss her even if you know, you know that is not the same
But she will believe it.
Tell her of your desire to become a father, until you won’t tell her that you’re not ready yet.
Caress her face, without making her notice that you’re not looking at her.
Because she will believe it.
Tell her now, why you hide your phone
Until you won’t tell her about me.
Until she won’t believe it.
