الحب الحقيقي
The past...
Memories come whenever you cross my mind.
Tears drop when you nolonger on my left.
Smiles... My face was always like a banana.
Toughts... My mind was always free, cleared by the melody of your songs.
Zindagi... Without you my heart beats like it was before, and i hate...
Memories come whenever you cross my mind.
Tears drop when you nolonger on my left.
Smiles... My face was always like a banana.
Toughts... My mind was always free, cleared by the melody of your songs.
Zindagi... Without you my heart beats like it was before, and i hate...