I think he must have been 18 He was as fragile as a dream Strong as a man Seeing the summer in his eyes I left my autumns as it flies Like grey of silence I added make-up to my face As if to color some disgrace I saw him smiling Rainbows and colors of the spring I would have given anything To win his loving I think he must have been 18 A movie star or any screen It makes him careless He never said a word of love He thought that's speaking about love Was only worthless And then as if a lie were new He simply whispered: "I want you Let's stay together" We drifted slowly through the night I never knew a love more right Not since not ever I think he must have been 18 It makes him vain and almost mean He's looking abusing Without a word he slowly dressed Leaving me to my loneliness My share of loosing I could have try to make him mine I let him go without a sign My fake was lying He said: "I am not the kind you thought" Love is for grown-ups after all I felt like crying I added make-up to my face As if to color some disgrace I saw him smiling I had forgotten in a dream That I was almost twice eighteen