First I took down all the pictures from the walls
I hid the cup you drink tea from into the shelf
I folded anything you wore one by one
A teardrop fell, I didn't cry much
Your smell flew away from the open windows
I have never sung the song you love
I'm not afraid of the evenings without you
Forget that I love, I couldn't miss
Now you are facing the lazy winds
I have gotten rid of the burden of the love from my shoulders
Maybe it was my heart that I thought you were
Thank god that I returned before it's too late
Ahh before it's too late...