Stories of Numbers - Papooz

Boy, you woke up too late

And now your hour’s gone

Time has slipped off your hands

And left you all alone

You needed some space and she blamed

Your tireless ego

And what she used to claim

You start to hear the echo

You always want more than you

Already have, you ungrateful child

It’s not a question of number

One for you would be much better

If you love her just tell her

That you are the luckiest partner

You just woke up too late

Once again she’s gone

Far away from your bed

You sing a lonely song

You always want more than you

Already have, you ungrateful child

It’s not a question of number

One for you would be much better

If you love her just tell her

That you are the luckiest partner

But you are not made to wait

For her infinitely

Take the bull by his horns

And leave your misery

You always want more than you

Already have, you ungrateful child

It’s not a question of number

One for you would be much better

If you love her just tell her

That you are the luckiest partner