You are there, building a home
and I am here, demolishing a memory
Your home, which will be open to all
and my memory, which was open to your face.
Oh, if you asked: "How much you love me, dear?",
No doubt I'd answer: "I have no idea".
'Cause numbers couldn't measure my affection;
It had no limit, no exeption.
That's why I feel so insecure, I feel so scared...
You were the air I breathed and feels I had.
I laid on you my chagrin and despair,
You were the only one to guard my rear.
It's never been so painful, not once.
......
In the world of pain and pleasure
The cycle of fall and rise goes on;
Love and harmony are the treasure
The seed of humanity ever grows on.
Tears might be rolling and falling
Down the bleeding cheeks of the weak;
But smiles are the gleams of God
Sure to play on pious lips of the meek.
......
In the world of pain and pleasure
The cycle of fall and rise goes on;
Love and harmony are the treasure
The seed of humanity ever grows on.
Tears might be rolling and falling
Down the bleeding cheeks of the weak;
But smiles are the gleams of God
Sure to play on pious lips of the meek.
......
Oh, if you asked: "How much you love me, dear?",
No doubt I'd answer: "I have no idea".
'Cause numbers couldn't measure my affection;
It had no limit, no exeption.
That's why I feel so insecure, I feel so scared...
You were the air I breathed and feels I had.
I laid on you my chagrin and despair,
You were the only one to guard my rear.
It's never been so painful, not once.
......
You are there, building a home
and I am here, demolishing a memory
Your home, which will be open to all
and my memory, which was open to your face.