IWASWAITINGINVAIN

The leaves are falling from the trees when the winter comes

They fall to the ground and they vanish away like i wanted to do that night

I sat on the floor and I thought to myself will you ever come

Now I know that I was waiting in vain

I walked to the lake where we used to stay and I dug my grave

I looked at the moon and I thought to myself

'This is the end'

Then my vain started burningand my heart started beating

then I felt one thing

I felt that you were coming up to me