А-а-а...
I'm open-tuned, I let the season come
No, I won't fall now that the clouds are gone
I'm open-minded, but the fact is
You won't give me any chances
I won't let you spoil what is already done
I won't let you put me under lockdown
I'm open-minded,
but the fact is
You won't offer any choices
I'm about to recover my reason and power
The season is my saviour,
it happens all the time
You're not getting closer to find my weaknesses
And it's all not your last chances
Sometimes getting closer,
but you don't have any chances
Sometimes you think I'm all over,
but I still have many choices
