Mozart Season My Lovely Assistant
Another cliché about broken hearts,
For you to sing along to,
But just so you know angel,
this one is all about you,
because you and I will make a difference to me,
Just like all the others I will cry myself to sleep.
I sit in silence, (?)
do you see what you have done?
you hold a lot in my pockets
because you know I break myself,
With a smile on your face,
Cannot fix a broken heart,
Of all the broken hearts,
as a (?) of breeze flows in,
The smell of your casual secret.
I sit in silence, (?)
do you see what you have done?
you hold a lot in my pockets,
because you know I break myself.
Don't want to tell you,
you are in my heart,
only to break it,
(?)
after all I was your smile,
(?)
I sit in silence,
Where is yours,
From in my head,
From in my head,
From in my head,
From in my head!
