Mr. D

I guess I have to pick up my guitar once more

and sing my last thoughts of our impossible love

Sing me a memorie and I will sing along,

wouldn´t like to forget the day that we became one

Mr. D made a decision by himself

Mr. D did not notice that I was there

My room is emptier, now is too big for me.

My bed is growing each day I sleep in it.

I´ve dance alone in tears with your favourite song...

and for that, I wore the dress you´d like to see me in