when magic touches her
she would scribble right away
the thoughts of her despair
and whisper it in the wind
words of unexpressed love
began to flew
towards the guy
whom she thought in the day
hoping it would get to him
while the letters dance
because of the whistle of the air
entering your soul
numbers started to wither
no response or whatsoever
then i guess it's true
you only love me when in hue
i could only reminisce
the time when our hearts roar
like thunder getting excited
to be heard after the lightning
the smells of flowers and vanilla
remembering when we went to the villa
to have picnic underneath the sun
while your hands under my skirt
these memories made me miss
of you and your broken promises
i'll just have to remember you
in order to forget
the magic strings started to thin
as time goes by when we're apart
no tape could fix it
once the thread is cut
