Stories - Classics Romantic Piano (instrumental)

Confessions

(speach)

I remember quite clearly now when this story happened

The autumn leaves were floating and measured down to the ground

Recovering the lake where we used to swim like children

On the sun would dare to shine

That time we used to be happy But, I thought we were...

But the truth was that - you had been longing to leave me

Not daring to tell me

On that precious night watching the lake vaguely conscious

You said : our story was ending

Now I''''m standing here no one to wipe away my tears

No one to keep me warm and no one to walk along with

No one to make me feel no one to make me hope

Oh ! what am I to do ?

I''''m standing here alone it doesn''''t seem so clear to me

What am I supposed to do about this burning heart of mine

On what am I to do,

Or how should I react ? oh tell me please !

pearliang

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