Listen

Call me whenever he won't even listen to your single word
Oh darling, answer me why are you wasted?
I trust to my father's word: "Son, a good girl deserves a good man"
Now I see, you're the promised one who deserves me

You told me, "It is a blood-line and you're my dearest one"
How if there are points, that are blur, the sight's a lie

We can be tough
We can sing lalalalalala
Listen me in every word
This is the hand that you should hold
But sometimes you have to understand there's no another me again
You must with me if only he was not there

You call it plan A or just going where the wind blows, not sure
Listen me, the more you see the more you free
I trust to my father's word: "Son, a good girl deserves a good man"
Now I see, you're the promised one who deserves me

You told me, "It is a blood-line and you're my dearest one"
How if there are points, that are blur, the sight's a lie

We can be tough
We can sing lalalalalala
Listen me in every word
This is the hand that you should hold
But sometimes you have to understand there's no another me again
You must with me if only he was not there

I'm fool everytime I sing this song
It's symphony of irony
We stand, we walk in the same line
So make it more then we'll be fine
We'll be fine

We can be tough
We can sing lalalalalala
Listen me in every word
This is the hand that you should hold
But sometimes you have to understand there's no another me again
You must with me if only he was not there