Senses

I know it's over but as I sit

In this meadow of melancholy,

Still can't escape

From your shadow.

I can still recall,

The way you take hold of

These hands of mine

There's the throb that

Flows here in my SENSES

How perfect

My world was....

With you....

Now I forgot

How to lead my life

This is track

Nobody else could come

To feel the essence of life

....Just the way I had,

With you...