Darkness falls.
So does my heart, cold.
Though young, once merry,
Now bitter and old.
For the one it belongs
Seems far, away from reach.
Raindrops fall.
So are my eyes, wet.
If once from happyness,
Now they're only sad.
For the only one they see
Is in love, but not for me.
Fog falls.
So is my head, cloudy.
Times were then clear,
Now the thoughts are fuzzy.
For they're all for her,
But her doesn't care for them.
Thus, also i fall apart.
Braga, 3 de Novembro de 2003, 4:47
