A keresés eredménye

Too often

You never knew how to tell me
With a smile or with a word
That you love me
 
Like a child scared of the sea
You are just standing in shallow water, with wet legs
But still too often
 
You never knew how to tell me
Whether with a movement or with a word
That you love me
 
They say that the climate is too blame for everything
That the rain makes the tears grow, like rivers
But still too often
 
You never knew how to tell me
Whether with a smile or with a word
That you love me
 
Like a child scared of the sea
You are just standing in shallow water, with wet legs
But still too often
 
I think of us as a defeat in a war