A broken heart too tired, withered
No aspirations no triggers
Thine love brought me jeers
Eyes blank, no hope no tear
My songs echoed, thou not heard
Held thy hand, I only smeared in sorrow
My soul coroded with scars,
Will it shine tomorrow?
A broken heart too tired, withered
No aspirations no triggers
Thine love brought me jeers
Eyes blank, no hope no tear
My songs echoed, thou not heard
Held thy hand, I only smeared in sorrow
My soul coroded with scars,
Will it shine tomorrow?