Yasser Koor


I lose my girl


Alone …Alone …Alone
It’s so hard to be alone
With whole my family
With whole my friends
However I think I’m here alone.

Sad …Sad …Sad...
I lost a beautiful thing I had
I told my mum I told my dad
That I feel good I don’t feel bad
Should I feeling happy or feeling sad
I don’t know I don’t understand

Light …Light …light …
Dark is here where is the light
I can’t see I can’t think I can’t write
And for my happiness I’ll fight
To know what the difference
Between the wrong and the right

Feel …Feel …Feel …
Love is not easy thing to feel
She hurts my heart, I try to heal
She leaves me with the pain
She leaves me with the tears.

Submitted: Sunday, July 27, 2008

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