I am taking out this old dress
That I carried on for so many years
I waited for you day after day
But you did not return the love after all
So I am dressing up with a new skin
Painting my lips with a new kiss
And hitting the road for another trip
In search for the love of he who has wait
I loved you for so many years
Undeserved feelings I hold in my heart
For the one and only one that I should have never loved
The wedding ring down the toilette
With all my feelings as well...
I am dressing up with a new skin
And hitting the door for a road trip!
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