People say “I’m sorry” for too many times
and think it’s all over but don’t see the signs
of a love that waits here on the burning floor,
leaving paths behind us as on ocean’s shore.
They still long for someone they can never be,
trying just to reach parts of eternity.
I was one of those who thought that love will last,
I was one of those living in the past.
Like a hidden fortress where you bring the fire
I wanted to be anything you desire.
I wish I could give all my faith to you,
let me fall in your hands, like I used to do.
But you just say “I’m sorry” and your face gets blurry.