Tempted Paroles

I can’t see
What you want from me
I can’t be, no
What you want me to be
Angel...

Decending, she’s never faking
You can see her eyes
There’s no mistaking
She knows where the end is
She says: "just stop pretending"

I can’t see
What you want from me
I can’t be, no
What you want me to be, no
Angel of mine, angel...

She said "I’m not bothered
And you’re the same Why don’t you listen?
Have an open heart
Hold your precision
(Hold) hold
(Hold, hold) hold