Cant get it
Cant become complete
Cant become complete without you
Cant feel what they say I should do
You sing every day
You sing every day
You sing every day
In my heart
And there's some ways
To reduce the pain of missing
Thinking in hours, getting high
Focus with everything I have
And a moment I survive
But after the while
You bleed my soul dry
Yes, its true, its true
You're special
My first sound
And you know I will be love
Everyone wants to
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
one word........nice