1d
Even in love, my heart feels low,
A quiet ache I can’t let go.
Sadness drifts like passing rain,
It clouds the sky but leaves no stain.
The sun still waits beyond the pain.
A quiet ache I can’t let go.
Sadness drifts like passing rain,
It clouds the sky but leaves no stain.
The sun still waits beyond the pain.
