My skin peals, I feel like steel, Like an empty glass, that needs a refill. Look at my face, cause it compensates, The taste of the oppisite of grace. Say my name, cause it lost its flame, Touch my hair, cause I lost my flair. Talk to me and you will see: My voice sounds like a stretch melody! Cause you are the man, I want to hold your hand. You are the one, that I finally want! Why-y-y-y-y Kiss my lips! Feel my hips! Look into my eyes, until they farewell disguise. Hold me close, cause I'm a withered rose. Nobody to be hold and no water to unfold. Make me smile, I haven't smiled for a while! Make me laugh, cause I hold my breat. Whisper to me, that you see through me! Your voice sounds like a stretch melody. C'se you are the man, I want to hold your hand! You are the one, that I finally want! But you, you sacrifice! You walk from the left to the right! And I, I close my eyes; shaking and trembling and crying and asking me Why-y-y-y, why-y-y-y-y, (mmhmh) Should I be feelin' sorry, (Yeaeaeaeaaaah) You are the man, I want to hold your hand. (yeah) You are the one, that I finally want! But you, you sacrifice! You walk from the left to the right. And I, I close my eyes, shaking and asking me why (why is hold longer)!