Sitting alone in my room,
its almost four the clock says,
i still remember the year i had,
how i won and lost my love,
it broke me in as i stiffd outside,
the shadow never left my thoughts,
as i crossed the train tracks,
everything came back in a snap,
journey long i had taken for,
did no good as i was still raw,
got no news as had no talks,
what was left were shreds of cloth,
tugged in my arm i kept them close
now i see what life is my friend,
tonnes of ocean with lot of current,
miles of rough dry land,
yet i stil keep the faith to meet my love one day,
show my depth and feel the pain,
clutch the heart that brought me in pain,
then there will be no broken doors and shatterd window pains,
blossom the love and let it grow,
only if your ready not to let dry the stem of the rose
