Motorpsycho The One Who Went Away
The wind blows the hair from your face while you're waiting by this fortunately July, sunny day I see from the look in your eyes that you're worried, will he come today You won't be here tomorrow morning, but you said that yesterday as well, I'd better see you here all summer, waiting for the one who went away You wear a dress, it's the one you've been wearing, cause that's the one, that he said he liked. And maybe tomorrow he'll be returning, and all will be allright You won't be here...
