اين است تراژدي زندگي و به ندرت كسي را مي‌توان يافت كه زندگي تراژيك نداشته باشد .

 

                                 Sad Eyes

 
 
 
Where do the 'good times' disappear,
When they have come and gone...
Replaced with new friends, not by choice,
But 'cause something went wrong?
 
My new friends may bring with them,
Some words that make me smile,
Still I feel melancholy,
 
I think about Times passage,
Are friendships not forever?
Meant not to last for long?
 
At end of each new day now,
Without a word from you...
I try to cover up the hurt,
Pretend that I'm not blue.
Accept you're not a part,
But sad eyes are the mirror of,
The ache that fills my heart.