They ask me to forget
But how can I forget me?
He's not someone
Who was there with me
But he's someone
Who's there in me
He is in my soul
And how can I take my soul out?
My heart and soul
Belongs to him
He's in every breath
And every heartbeat.
So how can I stop loving?
When he's what I am.
The day he leaves me
Would be the day
When the heart stops
And the soul flies
It would be The End.
