There is a broken gor (mild oath)deep in my heart,Burried in the rubble,A never forgotten like a past,A lonely tear dwell a part in my heart,Seems it got a hand to grasp,It never shout or scream
The tear has no feet to walk away,Got no knees and hands to crawl,Old memories brings tears,I stood in the rain so no one could see the tears,But i found a friend who see my tears even in the rain,A friend who can blur and smile off the old memories.