Thoughts....
Thoughts that were sometime mine are not,
Things that I did are somehow unfamiliar,
I try to work out the things meticulously
But the result is the same.
Don’t know what is happening, but I am feeling lame.
Love of my life is going away, but still I don’t cry
Love of my life is going away, but still I don’t try.
When I try to find the fault, I repeatedly loose
Coz it is not that can be figured, out of the blues.
I try to forget but I remember the time,We spent together with the blessing of Lord Valentine.
Things that I did are somehow unfamiliar,
I try to work out the things meticulously
But the result is the same.
Don’t know what is happening, but I am feeling lame.
Love of my life is going away, but still I don’t cry
Love of my life is going away, but still I don’t try.
When I try to find the fault, I repeatedly loose
Coz it is not that can be figured, out of the blues.
I try to forget but I remember the time,We spent together with the blessing of Lord Valentine.

