When I see you standing there,
Knowing what we once had...

Red as the rose's lover's thorns,
Dark and bleeding for my monsieur...

Will you all wait for me?
When loves pure hand is blind...

Currently broken but still finding love,
Shattered into pieces but emotionally in bloom...

Can love destroy all grudges,
Can it overcome the past...

You walk in with that dangerous smile,
And look my way with teasing eyes...

She takes out her black pen starts to write,
About the journeys she’s taken through her...

Flowers are blooming,
The sun is shining...

I’m sick of being alone, hurt and crushed,
When will I find someone I can really trust...

I hide under my clothes,
Or under a silent smile...

Today is your day,
Where you are free to live your every dream...

When I think of my past,
Tears start to form in my eyes...