The usual promise of the best flower. The usual promise of the best flower.

Some faded Shadows Some faded Shadows

Can I just hold you in my arms, the way I had dreamt in my sweet nothings about you!? Can I just hold you in my arms, the way I had dreamt in my sweet nothings about ...

Our memories never faded away Our memories never faded away

He knocked in my room of heart,which was mere structured bricks. He knocked in my room of heart,which was mere structured bricks.

That used to surprise our childhood minds. That used to surprise our childhood minds.