Nothing We Could Do

3 October 2018

I can sense pain and sadness in your gestures.
A badly hurt feeling of emotional torture.
I can smell gloom in the deepness of your soul.
Nothing we could do but pray for an early cure.

I can see the past of breakdown in your eyes.
A hidden agenda of truth behind your lies.
I can feel the aching heart even if you deny.
Nothing we could do even how hard we cry.

Nothing we could do with all the failures of you.
Nothing we could do but wish that it wasn’t true.
If only you have told me of what you’ve been through,
It could have been better even if there’s nothing we could do.

What’s The Matter (With Me)

22 June 2013

It don’t matter if the sunshine will not be visible.
It don’t matter if the rain will never fall.
It don’t matter if the stars are so far away.
It don’t matter when the moon does not display.
It don’t matter if the road is winding and long.
It don’t matter if I’m weak and you’re strong.
It don’t matter how ugly I am when I cry.
It don’t matter and I don’t ask why.
It don’t matter if tears are in my eyes.
It don’t matter how you said goodbye.
It don’t matter how many times you break my heart.
It don’t matter how much I am hurt.
It don’t matter what I have to do.
It don’t matter what I am to you.
It don’t matter what it’s going to be.
What matters is what you are to me.