Crying on his doorstep,
Pressed against the house,
I say: I’ll steal away at midnight
But please don’t leave me now.
He says: I’ve taken from your heart
But don’t forget you’ve stolen mine.
Sometimes nothing can be figured
And two people have to say goodbye.
Dec 5, 2020
Dec 5, 2020 at 10:25 PM UTC
Crying on his doorstep,
Pressed against the house,
I say: I’ll steal away at midnight
But please don’t leave me now.
He says: I’ve taken from your heart
But don’t forget you’ve stolen mine.
Sometimes nothing can be figured
And two people have to say goodbye.
