The last thing i would do   Always comes first to you  Joy is a life of compromises  Sometimes hard to say   Sometimes, like today  Truth is the daddy of surprises  Oh yes im doing fine   Didn't i tell you ive surely had a better time   Your eyes still melt me down   Like a daffodil   Trampled on  Is it quite okay   To turn the other way   To avoid hi-bye-conversations  I can't deny that i   Sometimes tell a lie   To avoid awkward situations  When autumn comes in july   Leaving me sleeping   Without goodbye