| The Last While |
| Now I have to make you a question But don't lie to me Have you ever thought of myself In this dark and blank room? Your lips are my joy and sorrow And I whisper to you: Rit: "Is this the last while?" So we're talking about are thoughts, Feelings and desires We're embarassed like two children Who don't know each other Can you tell me what will happen? 'Cause I fear the future... Rit: This is the last while |