Besedila: The Fingertips. Even I.

Oh,please give me you
tell me the things you use to do
oh,please give me smiles
don't be so shy,don't be so blue
oh,please give me your hands
and don't do that things to me
oh,please give me your shame
i'm free...

i can't resist your innocence
it's so confusing it makes no sense
you look at me,then you don't
it makes me shiver, it burns my skin
my eyes shine as you pass me by
i act like a freak and don't know why
my head is spinning, my heart could come out
oh,stop it please...

even i don't understand what i'm here for
even i don't comprehend, if i need more
even i just don't know why i cry these tears

even i, even i...don't dare to ask why

oh,please give me stories
give me things i wanna do
oh,please give me glories
and things i wanna thing they're true
oh,please just give me your eyes
and give me no more lies
just say that you're mine...
say it...

but has it seems a sign came from high
suddenly you went out...out of sight
but has i was thinking i was on my own
you came again and i lost my control...