do not think I am broke
do not even imagine me finished
I am like a tree .. Shedding some leaves
for the next spring
is there a place in your heart
one word I will not believe
is that what you wanted for me
I will not speak about my pain
even I know you know me well
I am devastated and you are quite
only eyes tell what heart can not
my pride holds me feeling out of it
what happened to us stoke my side of the heart
do not think I am broke
do not even imagine me finished
I am like a tree .. Shedding some leaves
for the next spring
is there a place in your heart
one word I will not believe
is that what you wanted for me