Текст песни STXRSHOV, QUATTROTEQUE, TRETIAKOVA - Closer

We’re getting closer
And I’m afraid to see your eyes
What if it’s not bout love
My heart adores you
Feel the flow of precious time
I'm lost inside my mind
Inside my mind
Inside my mind
Inside my mind
Don't have to love me
Don’t have to say that you're mine
Just want you by my side
Please never tell me
That we are running out of time
Let it be our small small crime
Small small crime
Small small crime
Small small crime