I Turned Old Now...

I turned old now, I turned old... 

Summer becomes hot and winter becomes cold, 

Roses because flowers and rain become water. 

I turned old now, I turned old...

I sit and I admire, 

Your every fightback for what you require. 

Your charm was different and I can sense that small sizzling fire.

You always use to say, "I'm fine. ", whenever I inquire... 

I sit and I try to recollect, 

Every moment we hold.

It was a pure blissful sight, 

When you confessed your feeling being in my arms and all were on behold...

I sit and I try to forget, 

The way you do things in a planned manner and set.

That madness in you for love and your meowing cat.

Everything got scattered and nothing I could do for that.  

I sit and I try to find how things were fourfold, 

We both had a heavenly world

But later it just becomes a heavy scold, 

You left and there I felt, I turned old now, I turned old...