Obras

I can tell that you’ve left, yeah
You promised me you wouldn’t come back

Your promises were all in vain, yeah
And we’ve left the past behind

So now, why are you crying?
Why don’t you come back to my arms, yeah?
Here I am writing you works
Works you’ll never hear

So now, why are you crying?
Why don’t you come back to my arms, yeah?
Here I am writing you works
Works you’ll never hear