I saw your face today, In the face of a stranger
But when I looked again, You were not there anymore
I heard your voice today, In the middle of a crowd
I turned around to listen, But did not hear a sound
...I felt your touch today, In the blowing wind
I clung to that moment, Held it to its end
I cried over you today, Drowned in my own sorrow
Then I came to realize, There is always a tomorrow with out you.
...................indika....................
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