Tell me
Do you ever think about us
Silence rules the pastures
That keep all your secrets.
Our memories
Have a right to consume us
And every morning they wake me from my dreams,
And I cry on the inside, I am dying slowly.
Maybe I would cry
But sometimes, always by itself
Another one of million warm teardrops for you
Falls into the sea.
Why would I cry?
You see , sometimes dreams gain wings.
Here, I am giving all that I have
For years spent with you
And what you used to mean to me.
I hope
While the days crawl by us
That I will spot you somewhere
I've been waiting to see your footprints for a century.
Seduced by the scent of dream
That is stealing my soul
But I know that I have no right
I have no right to have you.
Maybe I would cry...