Watching the sun shining like gold I often miss you my love Wondering why am I like this I do cry out my pain , dear ! What happened and why I don't want to recall that past Everything happens for a reason Is what I have taught myself in this years
How tough would it be to have you back Is the only thought often I have With broken crayons am still Drawing my dreams Will you come to have a look at my art ? I am still waiting for you.... Can't we have a new start?!