You would come and then just go,
Why? You are like a ghost,   
How I wish, "why"I would know, 
"Do the waves leave the coast?"   
                        
Tiny grains of sand I'd see,
Trying to hold you down,
"You" is all they want from thee,
In love they wish to drown.
                 
Though it tries to keep it close,
Yet fire tends to escape,
Ah! The price for what it chose!
Love took wood to its grave.
                                                 
The moon that's stuck up so high,
The clouds just come and go,
He replied, when I asked why?
"Cause her love is too slow",
                                                
The dark always chases the light,
While lights chase it away,
No wonder he's sad, the night!
His death brings the new day.

True love really does not die,
For it can never meet!,
Look around and hear it's cry,
What nature has to speak!
 
Tell me why it is despair,
That love will always bring?
Why it is always a tear?
That ends the song I sing