Thought we may meet to have date one more,
Thought we may celebrate best of hopes as we did before,
Hoping you may come back there I go,
Oh no! you not there and was that the last show?
Expected you may come to present me once again,
Expected you wil bring cheers with no wounds or stain,
Hoping to shake hand There i go,
OH no! You weren't there, was that the last show?
I weep like a small child denied the best candy,
I shout like the wild hound denied the best remedy,
The last show continued as tourists come and go by in this beautiful place,
Nobody knows my pain and what I will have to face.
I throw books away taring them off being mad,
I kick my home's furniture drowning emptiness and becoming sad,
The last show continues as new friends come and go by in this beautiful city,
Everybody now know my pain but the fac remain in form of undaunted pity...