Tell me baby what’s up in your head
Sometimes I think I’m dying, and I’m not that type
Tell me honey, what happened all this time
I began to think … I’m losing you.
Tell me… why? Tell me… why?
We had better times, and you can’t trap the wind…
excuse me sweety lady, what happened all this time?
Tell me why I always want to do every things by my way?
And you don’t want to keep flying in my plane…
And if we try your way, it’s the same!
Why you don’t fly in my plane?
