You, as much as you wish
I always came from behind you
From behind you, from behind you
You, as much as you see
I looked from behind you
From behind you, from behind you
I understand if you are tired, get close if your worry a lot
I runned one and I settled thousand, I tired
He is fond of his mother, no cure
He is fond of his money, no cure
This love is so fresh, too
It don't stand, can't stand...
These are nice songs.