Dust کے بول

I made brands that nothing can now delete Sores that do not heal Winds blow outside Whistle lies, telling me to stop But I, I I'll be like dust in time And let be taken Where is the love I'll be back Sitting on the curb Alone with my dreams And the cool breeze on my face Nor the melody of my phone rescue me I seem to be alone by myself So I, I I'll be like dust in time And let be taken Where is the love I'll be back Smiles and words do not convince me more But and this right under my nose There is no longer output I'll be back I'll be like dust in time I'll be back