Longings and desire
Floating down from dark skies
Shapes of old lovers
That weep in my eyes.

Breathes of hello
Bring songs of goodbyes
Hymns  of old lovers
With Passionate sighs

sounds wail from the cellar
Where they park all lost lies.
It's the ghost of old lover's
Weeping regrets and goodbyes.

The prison gates  are open
There's no cage or bars
Just thoughts made of haunting
And the gravity of stars.