I have a photo of you on my bedside
I mind if you do not see, not if you look
all the nights at which I cry pass, but
I am here, my song is for those who give up
is it the pride that burns?
your love keeps on beating
is it the pride that demolishes?
your love becomes my end
please come after throwing your stone heart
please come adding yourself to me
out of spite of all who tell you not to turn
please stand up and come, yearning is enough
all the nights at which I cry pass, but
I am here, my song is for those who give up
is it the pride that burns?
your love keeps on beating
is it the pride that demolishes?
your love becomes my end
please come after throwing your stone heart
please come adding yourself to me
out of spite of all who tell you not to turn
please stand up and come, yearning is enough