I waited for your love in hope,
That ours would come again,
And make me feel the things I felt,
When we were one, back then.
But time and distance have erased,
The things I wished anew,
And now I find myself alone,
Though I am here with you.
What good is love, that does not touch,
What good is love, that gives you pain.
What good is love, that makes you run,
And makes you lost out in the rain.
I traveled to another… Continue