Why do I lust those eyes this much?
Which are never going to look in to mine,
Why does that smile touch my heart?
When it’s never meant for me,
Why do I miss her deep in my heart?
When she never knew it’s depths,
Why does my soul feel so empty?
When she was never was filling it,
Why do I feel I lost her warmth?
When she was never mine,
Why do I think of her in my sleepless nights?
When she’s dreaming some one else,
Why do I feel she left me?
When she never came to me at all,
Why did she came to my life?
When she was never a part of it,
Why do I feel I’ve lost in life?
When all I lost was her love . . .