written by Victoria Gromova

For Ritchie

Every time I look at your photo on my wall
I always know what inside your heart and soul
If you suffer then I'm suffering with you
If you smile then and I'm smiling too
Sometimes it seems to me that you're close
But you're far and I prick myself of thorns of roses
In my room only your posters everywhere
And I ask myself: why are you not here?
You think your fans are just simple, crazy girls
But only fans love you more than all in world
Yeah, your girlfriends are sexy ladies
But you should know, your fans are not a little babies
Fans want you to be happy, you to laugh and to smile
We remember you always, but not an awhile
How it's hard for us love you on all this spaces
Only on concert you can see our faces
Cannot see us, but you can feel our support
Feel what we need and what we want
We love you and don't ask anything in the answer
And I will always love you, I swear

From Victoria with love.