It was just yesterday...
When i held your hand...
We gazed at the orange sunset while we were still...
Without a single thought about how everything ends...
BELOW THE OAK TREE
Gone are the stormy nights and rainy days...
I love you for who you are,
I don't care about your looks...
Nothing left of yesterday,
but memories of what we shared...
Already gone from this world
Sunshine nor moonlight can shine bright enough...
Left with a tasteless feeling
A glimpse of you just crossed my mind...
There's a love story, but it never got
finished...
His opening sequence, puts me on the defence,
the guard is up...
I still find you in the dog-eared pages of poetry...
in the unpacked boxes that litter my closet...
Bruised lips tell a story,
that my voice never could...
Rewind
Chorus...