My heart was in the depths
Of the falling snow
Where only pain and misery
Could ever grow,
And I was wandering around,
Like a drifter or a single
Rolling
stone.
I sought for some treasures-
Freedom, or just relief
But what I only came up to was
My
constant grief.
So I stood against the winds of
The
ruthless еarth.
I wanted to rebel. To rise against
What caused my hurt.
And, in pain from all my
Bleeding wounds,
My body was torn to pieces by the
Upcoming no good
Rains kept falling and falling
Over my head,
And floods were drowning my soul
And I never dreamt that my
Love will ever grow.
But one day,
Full of spring and
Surprise
I became not only a spectator of the
Blessing
sunrise!
But you weren’t there, my dear,
I was all alone.
Because love ain’t magic when it is gone.
