Don't say its the end of the road
I see a small girl standing there
I could see her calling me;
Her polka dotted dress looks familiar
Did I have one when I was a kid?
I was scared to approach her;
But I wanted to tell her something
doubt if she can understand;
My sorrows and pain are her toys
for my unforgiven consciousness
I stood still...
I could feel her touching me
Shivering in the cold of the touch
She whispered a song..
I sang along...
Can you leave me behind?
seeing you in the mirror
spending days in darkness
come out to feel the warmth.
Hold my hands under the sun
Let us sing for the moon to come
I doubt its full moon today
Dream will come true someday
Go away you little Girl..
am Drowning...in guilt..in pain..
pull me to the past ;
take awaymy pain;
Let it go...I want to feel the rain..