“Don’t care for me so much”, you said,
“I don’t need”.
But it was my love, of which,
Once you sowed the seed.

You find me a trouble now,
And once you’d not let me go.
How could I change my heart now?
How could I not love you like before?

Yeah you’ve left nothing to
Make me not love you.
But how could I forget you?
And all the mischiefs that you liked to do.

Is it a crime?
That I love you the most.
Is it a crime?
That I want you the most.

I’ll not cross your street, I promise;
And like a river I’ll bleed.
I’ll not care for you, my love,
If that is what you need.