don't bring me flowers
it's not comfortable to watch two things die
flowers shall be forbidden in funerals ...
for it's a reminder that everything beautiful must die ...
don't utter any kind of wisdom ..I already know what's life ...
it's a noose in the shape of a necktie
it's a force brings you down every time you fly
it's where your beautiful dreams and hopeful beams seem so wry
it's that malevolent laughter, sarcastic whispers in the deepest crypts of your mind ...
so when July come ...
don't offer me your shoulder
because nothing has touched me since the day he died
don't approach me with looks of sympathy and empathy
because all the feelings inside me has dried ...
if you wanna be useful to me ...
if you think you can help me ...
then revive my love
bring him back to life ...
tell him i wanna talk to him ... for one last time
tell him i wanna see his face ...
it's terrifying how his features ... his words ... his smell
everything is fading without a trace
I can no longer remember his eyes
or the way he curls his lips when he smiles ...
revive my love
for i need a miracle to pass this July ...
it's so cold without you dear ... i need your warmth
for it can't be replaced ...
I need your love!
for it can't be erased ...
manipulate time.. take out July off my calendar
if i asked you why is it cold?
just tell me it's November
trick me.. fool me.. but don't make me remember..
that July has come and he is gone ...
don't bring flowers
don't need your shoulder
words don't matter
if you can't revive him
then just leave me alone...
