Stories / Viktor Lazlo

Stories / Viktor Lazlo   I remember quiet 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 woud dare to shine That time we used to be happy Well,I thougt we were But the truth was that You have 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 awya my tears No one to keep me warm And no one to walk long away with No one make to me feel No one to make me hold Oh, what I am have to do? I am standing here alone It doesn't seem so clear to me What I am supposed to do about this burning heart of mine Oh, what I am to do? Or how should I react Oh, tell me please The rain was killing The last day of Summer You had been killing My last breath of love Since a long time ago I still don't think I am gonna make it through Another love story You took it away all from me And there I stand I knew I was goona be The one left behind But still I am watching the lake vaguely concious And I know My life is ending Now I'm standing here No one to wipe awya my tears No one to keep me warm And no one to walk long away with No one to make me feel No one to make me hold Oh, what I am to do? I am standing here alone It doesn't seem so clear to me what I am suppose to do about this burning heart of mine Oh, what I am to do? Or how should I react Oh, tell me please ..... Oh ..... * 오늘 하루도 즐겁게 *