And then I might accept her
But I don't think she will
She's dancing fine
She's got a pair of high-heeled boots to suit her
She's cute and blind
It seems as if she can't control the fire inside her
I see she will not be the one that runs for me, yeah
No, I don't think that she will
I don't think she will
I'd dry her tears when she's wept
I'd cool her face when she's sweat
But what I'll never do is to open my heart once again
I still remember the pain when she goes away
Her lips are sweat
But when they speak I don't feel very patient
She's pretty young
And ain't much, she'd be a source of inspiration
She just can't be another lover, not for me, no
No, I don't think that she will
I don't think she will
