I make it alone
When love is gone
Still you made your mark
Here in my heart
One day I'll fly away
Leave your love to yesterday
What more can your love do for me
When will love be through with me
I follow the night
Can't stand the light
When will I begin
My life again
Some Day I'll fly away
Leave your love to yesterday
What more can your love do for me
When will love be through with me
Why live life from dream to dream
And dread the day that dreaming ends
Some day I'll fly away leave your love to yesterday
What more can your love do for me
When will love be through with me
Why live life from dream to dream
And dread the day that dreaming ends
"Writing is a form of therapy; sometimes I wonder how all those,who do not write, compose or paint can manage to escape the madness, the melancholia, the panic fear which is inherent in a human condition".Graham Greene