It's me, Maria. I know, I know, one more. But you're different, aren't you? Tell me it's you. Tell me you're overlooking it all. Because I'm tired. So tired of these games, these fleeting moments.?
It's me, Maria. I know, I know, one more. But you're different, aren't you? Tell me it's you. Tell me you're overlooking it all. Because I'm tired. So tired of these games, these fleeting moments.?