Sidney
I can't call you
Can you pick up the phone?
I can't call you
Can’t you make it on your own?
I can't call you
You can call up to my friends
They would tell you
They ain’t up to my defense
All you said were lies
Just say good-bye
And never try
To make me hurt again
To make me feel again
No way
No game
Nor fail
From Sidney, away
(Out of Sidney away)
I can't see you
You so far from my place
I can't see you
There’s nothing ever to face
I can't see you
And I walk out the door
My heart is crowded
With my hidden hope
Writer/s: Natalya Lapteva, Viktor Shapovalov
