The nights are drenched,The memories are drenched,The talks are drenched,What sort of moistnessis there in these drenched eyes?Half awake, half asleepIt seems that Your eyes have shed tearsIn his name.. - Shru
The nights are drenched,The memories are drenched,The talks are drenched,What sort of moistnessis there in these drenched eyes?Half awake, half asleepIt seems that Your eyes have shed tearsIn his name..
- Shru