A keresés eredménye

There are more ways

You push me away every day little by little
And so, you make me suffer even more.
If you want, tell me ''go away'' and I'll leave,
I want to be love, not a nuisance.
 
There are more routes and more ways,
You're not the last human.
So many hearts beat all over the world,
There must be one out there waiting for me.
 
So little by little every day
The heart grew tired of loving you.
The hardest part isn't leaving anymore,
Now it would be to stay.
 
There are more routes and more ways,
You're not the last human.
So many hearts beat all over the world,
There must be one out there waiting for me.