A keresés eredménye

The consulting room

Tell me it won't last long,
that those who come here just stay a little while and go back home.
 
Tell me, tell me I'm handsome
and my blue jacket brings out my eyes, in the best sense of the word.
 
Tell me about bad weather and help me not to think,
in case I come back crying from the consulting room.
 
Tell me my weight is just right
and pictures of skeletons in skin are fashionable this year.
 
Tell me it won't last long
and you'll hold my hand until I'm finally gone for good.
 
Tell me about bad weather and help me not to think,
in case I come back crying from the consulting room.