coisas que eu nunca te disse #23

there will be no song of love
there will be no sweet refrain
there will be no soft goodbye
or slow walk in the rain
there will be no whispered words
no vows that can't come true
there's only me, waiting here for you

and it must be
wrong to love you like I do, it must be
wrong to love you like I do.

(Chris Isaak, "Wrong to love you", 1989)