ACT IV, SCENE 1- But I love you, you know…

- But I always say no…

- Does it matter that much…

- If you “ok” not to touch…

- So much passions and fears…

- I’ve always end up whit tears…

- But forever my love…

- You are making me laugh…

- I adore your sweet smile…

- And I am in denial…

- Give me your gentle lips…

- Stop asking me freak…

- I’ve become a lost soul…

- That I’ve always control…