I look at your smile With eyes Both are blind

Try to understand each other in the heart January 22 is not alone I'm a good friend of the devil Side by side
There was never a goal Splitting the night The overcast is always coming I close tightly
I look at your smile With eyes Both are blind
Then I whisper a line of words Desperate it's raining soon two theory books you lend me The thickness is not dusty I read the slalu four pieces of your photo in the wood cabinet look at me and watch until we get tired