Calendar leaves are falling,
Passengers have completely passed by.
I’m done with my make-up and everything
But wait, it’s like tears will fall again.
I’ve been through this a million times before.
Endurance, the best thing to do.
But the pain is always tough and kicking
and what can I do?
I’m just a woman with a broken heart.
Supposedly, this is not my routine anymore.
Supposedly, I’ll sleep without the image of dreams for us.
But then I supposed, I’m still not over you.
So much not over you.
Months, Years, tons of promises of me not to think of you.
Sad fact, If you really love someone
they’ll always stay, by mind and by heart.
Can’t I have another love?
Can’t flirtations gets better and serious?
Cos I supposed I need to replace your area here.
But then I supposed, my heart is your slave or something like that.
Supposedly, this is not my routine anymore.
Supposedly, I’ll sleep without the image of dreams for us.
But then I supposed, I’m still not over you.
So much not over you.
Supposedly, this is not my routine anymore.
Supposedly, I’ll sleep without the image of dreams for us.
But then I supposed, I’m still not over you.
So much not over you.
(c) JANNINE IRISH OPLADO
feeling-composer. HAHAHAHAHA