I want to read you, All your phrases, Even the ones untranslatable, From languages and moods you write. I want to read you, In rhymes and...

Hues of the night, Bring tones of conversations to life, From the sadness of the voice, To the tiredness of the day, Everything said in...

It begins something like this, By remembering small things, And slyly making them know, That they care. It begins something like this,...

I don't want to hold on to the heart anymore, For I want to just leave it, At someplace, with someone, Who cares enough, To hold on to...

I don't know how many times I've heard that song, In the last 2 days, Because I feel okay only when I'm listening to it, And last few...

Maybe if I could talk, Or rather listen to you, Than write these words here, Then maybe, just maybe, I would feel better than this moment.

They're both lying, And they know, Yet the truth remains silent, On an already quiet night. With their quietness speaking in volumes, As...