Thoughts of you are crossing head,
Slowly making me so mad.
About you I'm thinking now,
Wish to be with you somehow.
You're so strong, so brave, so nice,
But you're cold like piece of ice.
Yes, of course, in your eyes - fire,
But, I think, you're just a lier.
You are hunter, you don't care,
That I want you to be here,
That I want to be with you,
Cause I'm always missing you.
Think of you and dream of you,
And my poems send to you,
Though I know, that you're cool
And could be with me so cruel,
Though I know and understand,
Dream again to touch you hand.
And for you it's just a game,
You just like my pretty frame.
But there are so many women,
You should act, not only dreamen.
Every pretty girl - for you,
You don't care, that I love you.
And, I know, that you would like
Spend with me just one more night,
And at first I wanted too...,
But, I guess, that I love you...