I have this secret moment of time
Where I used to hide and cry...

Those little memories
I used to keep them treasured in time...

They made Love.
They shared Love, they thought was real...

I am sending you again a letter
Hope to make you feel better...

We wrote the song
Tune is the Love we sing along...

Discovering self-love made me appreciate the joys...

Like ice melts on your warm palm
Once it melts...

A heavy drop of a crystal tears
Fell on every turned leaves...

How fool Am I to trust again
For a hundred chances I wish to win...

You don't need to hold my hand
If your mind seems so far away...

In the old rocking chair he was sitting
singing an old song with the birds humming...

The most painful thing is to hear a song
that sings how he loves you but that gets wrong...