You made me cry
then, you made me smile
then, the days went by and you stayed for a while
then, you speaked, " goodbye"
what's the meaning of this
are you going somewhere like a bliss?
why'd you have to go?
now, my life is a conflict between bow and arrow
i never did made you something wrong
why'd you didn't stay long?
days went by and you came back
and you're carrying a pack
and i saw your smile
then, i left my pile
you gave me a pack of roses
red roses and chocolate dozens
you made me smile again
but back then,
when i smiled at the roses
and suppose to see your face
you're gone again
i just wished that before i could take a smile for the roses,
i could've kissed you and hug you
and never will let you go again
and be back after a long time.
