When the lights flash, I had you in mind.
Then I recall how it used to end,
The way we look, the steps you missed.
I told myself one more time you are not.
You shook your head as strong as you could, refusing to admit your lies.
Had I ever told you to hide?
Had I lied to man?
One time I closed my eyes and took a long break;
You woke me suddenly and forced me to admit mine your lies.
I’m sorry I was not in guilt.
I said sorry for you had been admitting the confrontation request to the wrong one.
