I turn She smiles They hold hands He stands now in front of her The sight of beauty has gone Where Where is she now?
Does she not know that it still hurts That I still hurt I'm here with him now Holding hands I want I yearn I need Those hazel eyes Dark black hair And those soft pink lips
Those same lips that is loved By another That is not so kind Silly lips that talk and don't think That do not hurt for those lips A kiss I don't speak Just Talk