Stories of Numbers

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