Alone at home
I turn around
When I'm alone at home
My tears fall on the ground
I cry secretly for a man
This man is my torture
If I had to choose between him and one million
I will rush to him like an idiot
I have no logic
Only a heart
This man is a mystery
Sometimes, he is full of trouble inside his soul
Sometimes, his laugh is like explosion of sun
I'm in love
But that's just crazy
This man is better than all other men
This man will never be mine
I'm not lucky
When he doesn't look at me
It's too much suffering
I am dying slowly but surely
This man is a pure drug
This man is all the time doing stupid things
I kill myself to do something good for him
But his main attraction is the money, always the money
I am revolted
In my whole soul
I turn off the light
I turn off the music
I turn off the moon and stars
I shut down every sign of life
Who's worried about a girl who lived alone at home ?
When I'm alone at home
My tears fall on the ground
I cry secretly for a man
This man is my torture
If I had to choose between him and one million
I will rush to him like an idiot
I have no logic
Only a heart
This man is a mystery
Sometimes, he is full of trouble inside his soul
Sometimes, his laugh is like explosion of sun
I'm in love
But that's just crazy
This man is better than all other men
This man will never be mine
I'm not lucky
When he doesn't look at me
It's too much suffering
I am dying slowly but surely
This man is a pure drug
This man is all the time doing stupid things
I kill myself to do something good for him
But his main attraction is the money, always the money
I am revolted
In my whole soul
I turn off the light
I turn off the music
I turn off the moon and stars
I shut down every sign of life
Who's worried about a girl who lived alone at home ?
écrit par Isabelle Le Roux
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