Admiration.
Where is my heart
I don’t know,
It’s roaming always
In the past few years
I’m always living in that dream
Of the blossoming season
Of a past age gone
That will not come again
Sometimes I close my eyes
Because you are always visible
In front of me
Again and again you slowly appear
Finally I ask my self
Is it true that I have feelings for you?
No, I should face reality,
Because She is my eternal best friend
Where is my heart
I don’t know,
It’s roaming always
In the past few years
I’m always living in that dream
Of the blossoming season
Of a past age gone
That will not come again
Sometimes I close my eyes
Because you are always visible
In front of me
Again and again you slowly appear
Finally I ask my self
Is it true that I have feelings for you?
No, I should face reality,
Because She is my eternal best friend
