Apr 2019
And I was a fool to think that I still can
Turn time back by retracing every past move.
Sitting in the porch singing our song,
Where we used to sing along.
Maybe I can imitate everything
But one thing still I can't change,
There used to be a smile on the face,
But now it's not the same.
Turn time back by retracing every past move.
Sitting in the porch singing our song,
Where we used to sing along.
Maybe I can imitate everything
But one thing still I can't change,
There used to be a smile on the face,
But now it's not the same.
A story made as such to sound like a poem about someone who's so in love with that someone who's not together now and it is making this person to imitate things happened in past to make it all the same again but things has changed...
