- cifra
She was the end of ruins
A full rush of air
A reason for removing
The lock from the door
But who could hope to know
What she does and where she goes?
You might learn to take her
As she is
As she will be
Sophie
Sophie
You're double in many ways
But only one of you
Can pull the strings
To be the guest, to be the other one
Is it so, is it so bad?
You're starting to understand her
How she is
How she will be
Sophie
Sophie
Sophie
Sophie
Everybody knows
Everybody knows
Everybody knows
Everybody knows
Who she is
Who she will be
Sophie
