We Don't Talk Anymore
We Don't Talk Anymore1 min 491 1 min 491
She was living in my neighbourhood,
Our relationship was like the imperial and Robin Hood.
She's the sunshine for my name,
Like a God's angel has come.
We were the creatures having a feather,
Went to the fruit yards, and school together.
Sitting in the courtyard of moonlight,
We were thinking of the height.
But today isn't the same as yesterday,
I realized she's just the bay.
Time had taken all the memories,
There is no merci beaucoup or sorry.
I accepted fairy weather on my shore,
Because of materialism, we don't talk anymore.