A friend is a tissue when you can't stop crying,
a shoulder when you feel like dieing...

In this world who am I?
I'm at home but where am I...

There was one day that we met
It was just you and me...

At times I get the strength
to say what I feel at this length...

How can this be happening?
Why is this happening...

Tomorrow, Tomorrow, tomorrow
it's another day to come. For you and me to have...

All my life I have had to hide
from being the real me...

I have suffered too much,
My parents didn't talk much...

To show my friends I told them
that all about you I had forgotten...

When everybody judges everybody
You can't say or do anything...

The problem is not that I found you
it's that now I can't forget you...

A love so long forgotten
came back to keep me haunted...