Under your shirt is there somthing that change as quickly?

What? There is no mistery Since always are telling I have to look for a love When someone says that He is telling, go away Time to time After listening such words And suffering every time I am sick of it You can not prohibit sad Well you said both Love and lack of love And as you go there I thought you look for To be near your old love Really nobody knows What is real then What it means to you‌