Not Him

You look like you are full of energy - but you are not
You look like you are moving the mountains - but you are not

You look like you can woo a lady as you please and you concerned - but you are not
And that's not a tinty drop of possibility that I would love you back

My mother and father never told me what is love, I only may wish to make love with HIM, but i can't
Bring it on, i don't understand the sense.
The art of love
And the essence of imagining this mate in my dreams
But i don't know him yet
I have never met him
But this pal seems like a nice guy which heart is a pure legend
This lad always grateful
Whatever, but nature of his is sour like grapefruit and sweet like lemonade.
But I'm not bothering

You look like head over heels in love with me but you aren't
You look like you can make art but you cannot
And you will never can!
Making insane things that's all you have got

But you are not him.
And you will never be him.

You are such a gentleman
But you are not this man

And the rose won't never be the same as before, because the last petal had fallen lovely as afore

We broke up the routes,
and tied up the knots
We were strolling back to different shores.