paroles de chanson My Darling - Edgar Oceransky , Tarang Nagi

You had your chance, but you never called me
So I started to get cold
And to be tired of this little romance
Tired of fake diamonds, fake silver, fake gold.

You had your chance, but you didn't grab it
So I slowly slipped away
And I got tired of this little romance,
Tired of cheap flowers, cheap candy, cheap champagne.

But my darling,
I never wanted a fur coat or your cabriolet.
Cause, all I wanted
Was you to want me
And I wanted you to want me to stay.

You had your chance, but you never called me
So I started to get cold
And to be tired of this little romance
Tired of fake diamonds, fake silver, fake gold.

You had your chance, but you didn't grab it
So I slowly slipped away
And I got tired of this little romance,
Tired of cheap flowers, cheap candy, cheap champagne.

My darling,
I never wanted a fur coat or your cabriolet.
Cause, all I wanted
Was you to want me
And I wanted you to want me to stay.

But my darling,
I just wanted you to want me to stay