(Jane Siberry). . Maybe it was to learn how to love. Maybe it was to learn how to leave. Maybe it was for the games we played. Maybe it was to learn how to choose.
(Jane Siberry). . Maybe it was to learn how to love. Maybe it was to learn how to leave. Maybe it was for the games we played. Maybe it was to learn how to choose.
I can see the sweetness on your face. You don't know I'm looking under the light of the moon. I know you're alive. . In the blackness of the pine, in the paleness of the moon.
La jalouse. I said no. La jalouse. I told you to go. . You trick me with all your lies. Trick me 'til I'm on your side. Drag me into your stinking pit.