A heart so soft so tender,
Its well kept when you were much younger...

Spring comes when I look into your eyes,
Melting the frosted heart of mine...

Walking Out Of The Pain Of Shadows,
Thinking That I Will Never See Any Green Meadows...

A Heart submerged into honey.
A Heart lost in the maze of candy...

Warmth is something I lost,
Not till you came along...

The heart that is missing,
Maybe you have been seeking...