Texty: Buffalo Springfield. Leave.

Nobody knows, nobody sees
That what you can do
We know this pleas
But in most of the time
Not me
Yeah hear
My pleas, please

Go away, to stay
Get out of my life
You've been my wife
I've been Jew
To be
Yeah hear
My plea, please

You will be sorry, when you wake up tomorrow
And you leave a lover, won't leave a love
You won't accept the fact
That I'm not ready for the step above
Forever love

And the look, on your face
I decided to make it
To another place
I'll see you around
My sweet, won't you please hear
My plea, plea
Alright

You will be sorry, when you wake up tomorrow
And you leave a lover, won't leave a love
You won't accept the fact
That I'm not ready for the step above
Forever love

By the look, on your face
I decided to make it
To another place
I'll see you around
My sweet, won't you please hear
My plea, please

Ah, nobody knows, nobody sees
That what you can do
We know this plea
But in most of the time
Not me
Won't you please hear
My pleas
That what you do is to me
Won't you please hear
My pleas, pleas