Dry Love

Love which came,
Love which left,
Seems like a love theft,
A dear love have left,

Now its dry,
Much after hearing the stabing goodbye,
I will always be waiting for you to come by,

All I know,
That is a lie.... a dry truth...

Well, look at me an see,
Tell me what do you see,
Happiness in me already fled,
Look at me,
I am dry all in me....

Your love is dry,
Dry just like a dead goodbye,
There is nothing good about goodbye,
Go ahead, leave me to die...bye

A Thousand Different Ways

I am sitting here hugging on to my fears
Watching my cold dripping tears
Take me along with you, I am begging please
Time and memories is all I will ever miss

Just watching you smile
Makes good memories worth while
When life comes to a halting pile
A face with a broken smile

Who ever you have been
You are good at it
Bringing life to it
Bringing joy to it

Somehow painful to see me bleed
Sometimes chasing greed
Now fallen to my feet
My own pride and sorrow I meet

A thousand different ways
Many different days
How come to me.....its all same?