What makes you think about love
When wind is blowing to your face
When rain is falling from above
And sun is gone without trace?
Is this her arms that held you tightly
Her eyes that you cannot forget
Her lips that touched you very lightly
Her hair scattered in your bed?
Where is she? You will never find
She didn't leave you any clue...
Her smiling face stucked in your mind
And in the rain your skies are blue.
June 2010
When wind is blowing to your face
When rain is falling from above
And sun is gone without trace?
Is this her arms that held you tightly
Her eyes that you cannot forget
Her lips that touched you very lightly
Her hair scattered in your bed?
Where is she? You will never find
She didn't leave you any clue...
Her smiling face stucked in your mind
And in the rain your skies are blue.
June 2010
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