Feeling homeless without your love
Freezing night when you leave me alone.
Hopeless, sadness and tears…
Sense the winter in me.
Why do I look lonely if I still have my love?
Maybe because my dream feels empty.
Confusion scene every morning,
A home for two but only one got in.
I’m trying a new way,
Cheering me up to put the missed pieces.
I heard someone said,
“Never is too late”.
Dark moments come visit me very often,
Sometimes I find a candle in my pocket.
I’ve been waiting something magical happens to me
I’m still waiting… in vain?
Pintura: Vicente Romero