The flowers wither away
But here forever you will stay...

Love is the pure form of passion
Love is wanting, needing your beloved...

You talk about love, about relationships, but not...
You say she might be the one...

Why does love have to be so hard?
How does life get so complicated...

I would like to say “So...
Oh, why do you lift me up so high only to drop me...

I would have loved to have met the man
That held your very hand...

With mascara running down my cheeks,
My mind is filled with misery...

Do not follow those ways that will lead you down...
But what if you say it is to late you are already...

Maybe in this world of pain
There can be love...