Miss me!

In a middle of the storm
come out a pain.
Inhabits a souls separated
and a crying
a kids its a medicine.
In the words a tears wilt
and a heart dies.
The next mornings be
the Blind Man a Leader.

Im hiding a pain in a lines
and your heart still me a missing.
Im lying to mine mind
and deceive breath.

As little child want a candy
so my mouth your kiss.
And the nights them again
enshroud in a dimness.
Blind Man handed stick and
the wounds are carried by the winds.

As in a example faith and
the similar moments Iam lossing hope.
We Live for love
and a love are we dying.

Im hiding a pain in a lines
and your heart still me a missing.
Im lying to mine mind
and deceive breath.

Oh,God how miss you!
...the mind not deceive.
Oh,God how miss you!
...how do I return the summer moments?
Oh,God how can I hide the pain?
Im hiding a pain in a lines
and your heart still me a missing.
Im lying to mine mind
and deceive breath.
Oh,God how miss you!