Without Logics

I pretend to you without thinking
Without counting, without prudence
Without exams, without logic
No neat

I love you so, so so
Brief as I draw it
As bare as I appreciate it

I pretend to you without thinking
Without counting, without prudence
Without exams, without logic
No neat

'Cause I'm not ashamed
Of this love that I feel for you
And I'm ready to shout it
To write it in the sky, to publish it
To the whole world

I pretend to you without thinking
Without counting, without prudence
Without exams, without logic
No neat