I’m not crying the skies are doing it for me, But I do not need the skies to cry for me anymore, Because I can’t stop the storm that flood my eyes,
When she breaks your heart again, I won’t be here to pick up the pieces, You deserve better but, you can’t see that, A love that was ours
Indeed, I experienced true love, And it was in fact, like seeing a shooting star for the first time, It was breathless, perfect and magical, But sadly, it was also short-lived,
I lost my way all the way to you, And in you, I found all the way back to me, Or so I thought.