When i asked myself for the zilion time
Why did you vanish without saing goodbye
So many answers went through my mind
and i kept on thinking The Foult Was All Mine
But maybe you needed my more than you planned
And you knew-soon enough it will come to an end
Or maybe you were scared to love and get hurt
But i guess it was me, and it is all my foult

Now clouds are going down on days that are long gone
And a new sun is warming up new hearts
And i have almost nothing left from you
Except for memorys: of a smile and a touch
Some drops of feelings and passion, it's not much
But more than all that i have in my hand
The question of us, that i can't understand

And the big ocean caverred all the beginnings
And all of the ends
And i have to leave you behind
To get rid of the pain








for Mutuma