I am searching for her among all the people
ever place I go, my eyes grow tired from all the faces.
Once a day she appears in my dreams
with her beautiful smile to make my heart sing.
But I am still trying to make you understand,
My heart is broken into a million pieces
Just like that of a shattering glass
People are many but the ones like her are rare…
Among the people, among everything,
among all the faces I see only hers. But she's gone. |