Standing next to my window
Staring to the stars
I tell them my problems
And tell them other tings too
I love that
Because they don’t asked wy
They don’t asked who
I love that
Because they listening to you
They looked what you do, too
They understand me
They don’t have any questions
Many others don’t have that tings
* that’s the reason wy I like talking to the stars*
28-08-02