I think i might have to leave her,
for someone i don't even know...
Separation...
So many colors,
scattered randomly...
Separation...
I think i might have to leave her,
for someone i don't even know...
When i go home, i will be free I'll feel no pain...
i will love and be loved back, I'll cherish my new...
It is said often
likely to be true...
Heart you for the rest of ever. |
Love is when you stop feeling attracted and start feeling attached. |