Doctor کے بول

Doctor, can you save her heart? Scattered dreams show in her art Battlegrounds and Ancient Age are creeping through the ink onto the page She would rather be alone than face the loss of any ones that had to go This will always show Twenty years of sacrifice for her children, not a wife When they left, she heard no shout Just a dying sound inside and out She would rather be alone than bear the cost of losing everything again Bring them back again Can you resurrect her dreams? Like the way she gave this life to me She would rather not have to say no to happiness instead say yes to willingness to survive Operation a success I can see her striving's on the fall But one problem, I confess, there's still a piece of heart that's repossessed. Would she rather be alone than bear the loss of opportunity unknown? Bring it back again, have your own again.