There are lots of things I understand,
And in my life subside to them:
Your crazy working hours scheme,
And calling me at two am,
Once on a blue moon...That is true.
I have to patient be with you.
I have to wait and carry toll,
When you do not call me at all,
When you for weeks just disappear.
I understand it all so clear.
Nights outside are smoggy mist...
Shall I forget that you exist?
When loneliness is here for you...
Should I move on to something new?
Someone with life and heart for rent
So I don't have to understand...
