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