Ketevan, 2013

Never felt less like dancing
Never felt more like hiding myself away
Never felt so great

Never felt more weeping
Never felt more like sneaking away
Creeping away to crawl

I have to confess
I never felt less like dancing

Oh I know we should come to expect
Everything could be read
And you have to protect yourself

So how come I wasn’t ready to see
When so obviously
You were falling for somebody else