That gust of wind, yes that strong one,
that brushes past my cheek, wiping away those drops,
those drops of tears, that've been there,
stuck in my eyes, since time some.
I see those birds fluttering by, wings spread,
for they have their sky to be in,
but where do I go, and find myself
for my world is you, and now I dread.
Some thing I yearned, long back in life ..
was the feeling you brought me to,
but left me on the road, that leads nowhere,
all alone, when it started to brew.
Just like that man who rests,
with tears and flowers on his grave,
no more to this world, just stuck to this earth.
My dreams are smoke, they rise,
but the air makes them fade,
your love made me choke, and to my demise,
I never knew an escape.
