I don’t really mind
if you’re telling lies
never break a promise
more than twice
I will find an open space
remembering the date
I don’t really mind at all
my heart’s an open gate
what could make you happy
only dream of gold
that is what you are my friend
a heart without a soul
and even if I speak
about a million times
you won’t make the profit
without a single crime
I don’t really care
if you’re telling tales
but never make a promise
that’s only meant to fail
what could make you happy
only dream of gold
that is what you are my friend
a heart without a soul
solo
maybe if I speak
about a million times
you can’t make the profit
without a crime
what could make you happy
only dream of gold
that is what you are my friend
a heart without a soul
never turn my back
never close my eyes
you are such a mystery
stranger than paradise
you are hotter than hell
you put a spell on me
I’m a slave to the mystery
that’s what you do to me
it’s what you do to me
oh it’s a mystery
what you do to me
it’s a mystery