There is a woman behind my heart
has always been there from the start...

Did i hurt you so bad?
did i disappointed you till the end...

So Nice To Have You All Today
Welcome To My Theater Of Dream...

Woke Up From The Sound Of Pouring Rain
Smell Of Wet Sand Reminded Me Your Skin...

Some Promises With Some Honest Lies
A Hope Of Love Before Another Lover Dies...

Wishing things were different
Another place another time...

I hope that even you have realized this reality
that just like other melting flowers our love is...

Pick a rose from my grave
And keep it under your pillow...

Bible in hands of the poor
Rich become masters of sin...

Feeling your skin from this paper in my hand
Crimson ink reminding me of your fingertips...

You called me up on phone today
struggling with the words to say...

Ten year old boy
burying his father forever...