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