After our goodbye I never saw you I did see you,in my dreams.
I was a child again,in my maids dress teaching you how to paint,swimming with you in the creek,our first kiss that was our last I have those dreams I feel as tough you are with me again,like I can feel your touch,but it is a child's touch."Italy."i hear you call my I wake up,Germany is yelling at me two are so alike sometimes I think that you are the same person.
I miss you,and even tough I know that I'm a fool for doing so,I'm still waiting to see you please wait for me.