LYRICS

Quiet steps have serious thoughts in your head.
Clothes see scattered on the ground.
a wall, someone breathes just like you.
Sounds of love issue and not with me.
Chorus:
Do not talk now,
And his words keep
for my next wife
When you doyde as she
And you say to me
“he cruel and cold ..
you make it so.”
What do you think of this …
strong blow to door knocking anyone here.
Maybe interrupting anything but what I care.
Hiding it from this devil cry and pray.
how sorry I want to talk.
Chorus:
do not talk now,
and words keep your
for my next wife
When you came she
and you say to me “
He cruel and cold ..
you make it so.”
What do you think of this …