ABHIK'S SUB-MEDITERRANEAN CRIES

I cry for my shadow in rain,
Her lingering memories sets me rolling in pain,
Does she know ? I really don't wanna show... (my pain)

The winds blow with mists of grief,
Postcards from paradise convey pain in brief,
Does she know ? I really don't wanna show... (my fear)

I'm drowning in hatred's sea & as well, her feelings freeze,
She acts like she doesn't know me & sets sail on a steel breeze,
Does she know ? But I do wanna show... (my feelings)