Posing over a telephone booth
With regrets, no calling her soon
Remembering the days, was all good?
*Tring-tring* *tring-tring* *tring-tring*
Hello!! The individual soul sounded rude
Am I talking to Miss Sarah, I'm hers Mr. Fool
'Why you', 'leave me alone dude'
Sarah, I'm not here to prove
'I love you', are these words no more true?
She sighed, Nick the fault wasn't cause of us it was you
You heard me right, it was you.
Shattered down the booth, last words were the song he used
Said, Enrique, right? That cute
'Let me be your hero', he murmured through
Lyrics he learnt over the years though
Like he knew the future wasn't their clear, all fault
'Now would you die for the one you love?', he cried then a halt
'Oh hold me in your arms tonight', flashback in their mind
The days of laughter, nights full of joy
They were for each other, one of a kind.
