Il testo della Arras

I can tell what you're thinking. i can usually read your eyes. this time might be different, so tell me if i'm right. you're a bit unhappy with the decision that you've made. i was not first choice, but i can't let you get away. how often do you find a girl with a mind, philosophies and looks, and the time to care for me. she, said she's so sorry...please, i can't tell you're hurting just as bad as me that's what your eyes say. your smile and your actions, the fact that you're afraid to be around me; it gives you away. now i'm not sure if i'm right about this, but i do have proof and here's my evidence. before i say good night my two wrongs will make a right and i will win upon my bitter sadness.