What have you done to me?
To count all lonely nights alone, in my new apartment,
Dancing with myself, inbetween the sheets,
All in all is not to forget, that we once met,
To all the seven dreams I had in one night,you were present,
And am desperate in need, of whats under skirt,

The greatest days are on count, for the cozy nights,
Doesnt matter how many storms hits,
Still am not ready to fall, for they don't teach my counts,
This new apartment has been filled ,and occupied with the lights,
Indulging with bitter wines, and once you chat with me you'll know the truths,
This mouth has never quinch with wines sips, and my neighbors calls me alcohol addicts,
What have you done to me?