When love dies,
Are you surprised
By its demise
Do you know why
Do you want to cry
When love dies, do you
Mire in sorrow
As the tears flow
Cling to the memories
The forgotten promises
When love dies, can you
Wish him all the best
Harbour no regrets
Realise it’s not to be
Grudgingly set him free
Sunday, 27 January 2008
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment