Lost Love
Lost Love
I can still find the reminiscence of our broken strings
Lying somewhere near the windowpane
Settled with the sheets of dust.
Undisturbed and shaping a mark
On a windy day they all fly
Along with the dust
Scattering all over my place
And on such days my heartaches
Remembering the time
When everything was fine
Me, you and the strings we tied.