Looking for a love which cannot be find, never existed, always missed in my heart.
Waiting for heat drying the wetness made by tears.
Fighting my weakness, loneliness is leaving me breathless, unable to move.
Waiting for feelings beside the pain, losing the game we started after you've broken my defense, my mask, I'm lost.
And now we're looking for a love which cannot be find, never existed, always missed in our hearts. - Lidia Melcher