Broken

Do you know

How it feels to walk on an empty path

In a shivering December night

Guided by stars millions of miles apart

Do you know how it feels

To move on stomping on the broken stones

Lying on the lonesome street

Along with your broken promises

I wish you could hear 

The echo of my distant cry

if it ever hits the walls that we built out of trust

But its a wishful thinking

you will never know the way you made me feel

Unless someday you walk on that solitary path

and think of someone you wish to be by your side.