Tinavie

When I was a little girl
I felt so cold in this world
I thought that people are blind
I thought they couldn’t be kind
Killing, dying, laughing, crying
Falling down, dancing, flying
Playing with someone and fighting
Burning, sick and tired
Chorus:
But I love you. I love you.
Just like no other I love you.
And now when I see your face
And look into your eyes
I start to understand