My love was like a kite
Which I could not know how to fly
Along with a good tide of wind,
When I learned to fly it up
Could not sustain the vagaries of the wind,
Each time it was broken
And fell down,
Also my hopes.
My love was like a kite
Which I could not know how to fly
Along with a good tide of wind,
When I learned to fly it up
Could not sustain the vagaries of the wind,
Each time it was broken
And fell down,
Also my hopes.