Gone are the days when love was real and happiness true,
and yet now all i do is think of you,
As i used to whisper sweet nothings into your ears, all yu did was smiled them through.
What of the time yu left me alone, standing on a lonely road not knowing where to go!
Curse now as yu may as i sing it thru,
wat matters if this is naive as i sing sweet nothings to yu,
That the most could not pleasure yu...
and somewhere under a solitary tree lies a lonely grave, buried where my happiness and tears,
numbness lies here beside in bed, for though yu knew my love was true and my life was all yu.....
now i carry my heart in a golden bag , for yu my love for YU.
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