Why do i have this receipts of love?
Wondering in such a withered reward
Wondering in a wistful sound of nothing
Covering a love once caressing
And as i go on still not forgetting
Why do i have to pay the bills of an innocent love?
Charged of all pains and blame
Of you fading in the world of sanity
I guess i'm a debt of that reality
But i hope they know what you knew
I just love, love and love you anyway
I never bought love from you
