We take turns sipping sourly limp and cough terceruk Angry and streaked The love that keeps us going with a glimmer of hope
We walk with a limp Think tired of missing at the end of a bright tunnel But love does not bring us understand each other
Sometimes we feel lucky But we should be reflective Will we arrive at the altar With a broken run Why love does not teach us To stop pretending ??
We are crushed and melted Scared of the sun While we have forgotten it flows with life Forget the little things which once was forgiven
Why we hide each other Why get angry with the circumstances ?? Why run when there is something swell if left ??
We believe in love The ulcer and not simple We get caught, fall trapped In a ballad of loved ones