I feel lugubrious and I don’t know why.
Why my heart is continuing to die.
It keeps on aching, keep on tearing into pieces.
My tears are falling; I can’t turn it into ashes.
Even though he’s gone, still I can see his face.
I can hear his voice from a distant place.
I can see his smile, which caught my eyes.
And every time I see him, can’t help to feel so nice.
Remembering him is what I don’t want to do.
Hearing his name always makes me feel blue.
‘Cause even now I know that he can’t be mine,
Am still hoping for his love and wait for next time.
Because he’s always there, I am now happy.
Even though it could happen only in my fantasy,
I will feel contented and will feel Okay.
Coz always in my dreams, that’s the place you’ll stay.