My eyes got blistered by the sands...
Now I can hardly see...
My heart got burned by the sun...
Now I can hardly feel...
I am just but a melancholic poet
trying so hard to make sense out of this gloom
I am just but a sentimental fool
trying so hard to find happiness soon
On a red-platform carpet
You squatted
Hugging your beloved guitar
All the passion, I can see from a far
...
those times, I was a total blank
I went my way, never looked back
the place where I've learned to treasure moments
taking my own sweet time, every memory…intense
...
Gloomy… gloomy… gloomy
The day is so gloomy
Rain, rain, rain
It’s freezing my brain
...