Sweet Glorya,
nothing in you never ment to be my goal.
I'm packing a suitcase honey,
no need to argue with the bottom of my soul.

She said it doesn't have to end this way,
my consciousness was thrown by deja vus away.
but it's staying really close to me,
we're on a journey for a life-disease,
forever,
and some nights,
lovely fights,
all for you.
And that justs what we gonna do.

Until we find love,
until love finds us again.
Until we find love,
until love finds us in return.

Dear Victorya,
I'm sorry that I did'nt want to catch your bait.
We act in passion,
as well we love- as well we hate.

"Let's take a break" -said my microphone.
My tragic pen claimed he wants to be alone.
But they knew some other weary days,
on the track of a continuous play,
forever,
and some nights,
lovely fights,
all for you.
They shout out what we gonna do.

Until we find love,
until love finds us again.
Until we find love,
until love loves us in return.