I use my umbrella to hide of the rain You try to catch a taxi to be in time for the train I run along the puddles and I’ve got my legs wet You’re leaving me you said but you don’t want I bet
I’m sorry, yes I tell you but you don’t want to hear You leave your purse in room but you don’t want to come in You’d better criticize me, never kiss me instead I’d better keep the silence not to make you sad
I think I've got the slightest idea of you But I’ll never stop loving you and it’s true Even if you tell me that your interest is In mental diseases, philosophic treatise
I’ll try to watch the movies that you’re telling me of I’ll sweat it out I promise never say “darling stop” I really like the opera and its pretty long acts I’ll wait my turn into bathroom for as long as it takes