It’s in plain sight, cant asked for more
You could she cheated by the look of her eyes coming through the door
What more can I asked, what can I say
I try my best – nothing is going my way
Women are like green leaves
Sometimes turn yellow
Deep within the woods we go to hide
Cause the love in my heart is washed away by the tide
Love is dead, hate is born
She looks at me as if I'm scorn
It’s in a plain sight cant ask for more
There she goes
I shall close the door.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
you got me to read it..............yeh....