This world is made with sweat and toil, pushing muscle and elbow oil. We can't lie too long in the shade, cause every day must be remade. Some days you fall some days you fly, but in the end we all must die.
Is it really over?. Between us two. Then why don't you love me?. The way that I still love you. . So many mistakes made. In so little time. Girl, I'm so regretful.