When slumber becomes alien to the eyes…
When the mind wanders all the time…
When no joy seems enough to bring back that smile…
I sit quietly… watching the memories pile.
I sit with that longing look in my eyes…
That hope that never dies.
I sit longing for your first sight,
My gaze locked… even at night.
It’s your thoughts that flood my dawn…
And the sound of your voce that penetrates through all those city horns…
When the worldly sorrows begin to pile,
It’s the mention of your name that brings back that smile.
Your absence haunts the mind…
While the heart longs to rewind
Those days that could have been a lot better…
Just wish our moments together could last forever…
