اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Pictures painted by your hand
Will never look the same again
The colours run, the colours fade
What once was bright
Has now turned to grey
There is a place in which I keep
The parts of you and me
As they were meant to be
As just a memory
