Strange that It may sound. . .
Love seems too be walking beside me
Those familiar soft footsteps,
which follows you everywhere
Never asked anything in return
No reasons, no explanations
Only the sense of belonging.
All those aches and pains
All those drops of tears
that well upon in your heart
I lost love some where along the line
Lost all the warmth
Strange that it may sound. . .
Lifebs toil and worry kept me going
Have I lost my self?
When I look in the mirror
I look at a strange person staring back
I comforted my self, thatbs life!
Strange that it may sound. . .
Love found me again,
And I found myself