My shattered heart
Can\'t see the God,
Forgets His grace
Behind your face.
In your blue eyes is my paradise,
Your pleasant voice is
The wrongest choice.
I haven\'t fought,
Devised the plot,
Where you and me
Are destined to be.
Together write,
Not sleep at night,
To sink in words,
Forget it hurts.
It hurts like hell,
I want to melt,
To stop dwelling on \"how\"
and start living now...
...
Yet how can I
say last \"goodbye\"?
If just with you
I\'ve learnt to fly?....