Two tear drops were floating down the river.
One tear drop said to the other,
I’m the teardrop of a girl who loved a man and lost
him of the man who regrets letting a girl goes...
WE NORMALLY DON’T REALIZE
WE NORMALLY DON’T REALIZEHOW IMPORTANT OUR LOVED AND
HOW IMPORTANT OUR LOVED ANDCLOSED ONES ARE UNTIL THEY
CLOSED ONES ARE UNTIL THEYLEFT US, WE’LL START
LEFT US, WE’LL STARTREMINISCENCES WHICH RESULTS
REMINISCENCES WHICH RESULTSTO MISERY.
TO MISERY.