1
Touching your soul with my one,
Touching your skin with my arm.
Falling to nowhere and crying:
Nothing will be again!
Maybe I dreamed in childhood
To brake a million of hearts.
Now I do know I want:
I want to win only you!
R^
I can loose and I can find again,
Looking only for you, my man, my man.
I will loose, but then again I’ll find -
Maybe someone would regret – Not I, Not I.
2
It was so good, was so cool.
Nobody wants any pain –
Both do know simple rule:
Nothing will be again!
Bun sudden flash in my heart -
No time to guess, lie or true –
Help me to feel you in crowd!
Maybe it’s you, man, it’s you!
R
Not I
© Copyright: Юля Островская, 2020
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