pain;
On the dinding I see your name.
I have no self esteem;
And don't know what anda mean;
When anda say ' I cinta you'.
Where a dream goes and dies;
A simple look in your eyes.
My tears are of anguish and hurt;
anda walk all over me- I am dirt;
When anda say ' I cinta you'.
cinta is not defined, though I wish it was;
I cry and I cry simply because;
Websters can not help our emotions.
Our ideas on 'love' are two different notions;
When anda say ' I cinta you'.
Is it a misunderstanding atau an elaborate lie;
When I walk past you, I simply sigh.
I put my head down and walk to the south;
While anda go north, the words still fresh on your mouth;
When anda say ' I cinta you'.
An undefined 'love' that may atau may not exist, makes my suffering eternal and forever without any chance of escaping this wretched fate of dark, damp sorrow...
On the dinding I see your name.
I have no self esteem;
And don't know what anda mean;
When anda say ' I cinta you'.
Where a dream goes and dies;
A simple look in your eyes.
My tears are of anguish and hurt;
anda walk all over me- I am dirt;
When anda say ' I cinta you'.
cinta is not defined, though I wish it was;
I cry and I cry simply because;
Websters can not help our emotions.
Our ideas on 'love' are two different notions;
When anda say ' I cinta you'.
Is it a misunderstanding atau an elaborate lie;
When I walk past you, I simply sigh.
I put my head down and walk to the south;
While anda go north, the words still fresh on your mouth;
When anda say ' I cinta you'.
An undefined 'love' that may atau may not exist, makes my suffering eternal and forever without any chance of escaping this wretched fate of dark, damp sorrow...
