The flowers you watered, decorates my little garden
Now all the roses are waterless and orphan
Because of waiting you
Because of missing you, that's why we're in this state...
The stories that you believed became a song
They made you forget the impossibilities
Now they are half done
When you gone away
They are forgotten
They are forgotten..
The pictures on my table turned into an old film
Same scenes everyday
Us inside them..
Little happiness
We are in, very old memories..
The times I got loved became a story
They are told to curious children
Just like how it was
Like how it happened
They are forgotten..