I used to be a cheerful guy,
With flirty traits though little shy..
On streets in gangs, my eyes grew wide.
Only friends know this other side.
Just one-time watch they used to be,
And my eyes were content to see.
But I too had a heart to care;
One day it flew, I knew not where.
I followed it, I raced too far,
Was mad like one just out of bar.
I found my heart, and Someone too;
It was a glimpse of beauty, true.
And then I knew why my heart flew,
I lost it again, but din't rescue.
Days passed, weeks did, and months they became;
I dared not tell anything to the dame.
No doubt I had lost my heart to her,
But the courage I needed was much much far.
A glimpse of her just made my day,
So days just passed, I could not say.
And then one day I saw her ashore;
Her face glowed more than ever before.
Oh! Then I guessed the reason of the shine;
She held a heart, IT WAS NOT MINE.
Somewhere nearby I heard a crack,
My heart had shattered into pieces of scrap.
I took them up and a tear dropped down,
Although I know it doesn't even count.
I have learnt to swim against the tide;
Am a flirt again, and my eyes grow wide.
It aches I know, coz it's my heart;
And all those broken pieces hurt;
With all those broken pieces tho'
I still love her but does she know..???