I used to live with him
Lived in his crazy eyes
I used to find myself in the sweet paradise
We used to play the games on the back seat of my car
I felt in love with him
So fresh aired
So bizarre

For 40 days
And 40 nights
I was waiting for his call
For 40 days
And 40 nights
Heavy storm was hitting my soul

I used to call him first, Find him first, Watch him kind
Did it for what it worth
Because my boy lost his mind
I always blamed myself for dozen times he passed by
I didn’t know that all that time he wasn’t mine