I regret that I don't have nine lives or even two - then I would live one with you. I forget I am sleeping with you every night or sunrise - I would tuck you in bed otherwise. Our sunset was escaped in a glass of blue wine. I will never be yours, You will never be my. I decided to cry while I smoke in a break. You concluded to watch me when I grows a fake. We have done it so quickly, We've done it so fine, but I'll never be yours, You will never be my. And you drop a cigarettе in a cloudy bed. And the rubbery night shows its wonderful end. Pillow talks seems to be gently hide on the sky, cause I'll never be yours and You'll never be my.