Lemon Joy. br/>How my hands are shaking - there is nothing, there is nowhere to hurry.
How sad, but I will not be together, as you want…
How, but I will never dream of you - we will not fly together.
I won't be able to look you in the eyes tomorrow
And the salt glass is empty - the dream won't hide.
If you still can, stop me before it's too late,
Before I make a bigger mistake.
It's a shame, but I won't be together, as you want…
How, but I will never dream of you