I'm a homesick bird
which in exile far from you.
you're a love crime
in somebody else's heart.
they say only cure to forget was the remedy named "time".
what kind a cure is this; it doesn't help only me.
I fell to pieces because of yearning to you.
in my day, my night; you are always there with me.
doesn't your palm burn into sombody else's hand?
doesn't your lip blast when somebody else kiss them?
do you still remember me once in a while,
or am I a stranger to you?
I saw, had, knew every difficulty in this life,
but I couldn't learn how to forget you.
I fell to pieces because of yearning to you.
in my day, my night; you are always there with me.
doesn't your palm burn into sombody else's hand?
doesn't your lip blast when somebody else kiss them?
doesn't your palm burn into sombody else's hand?