Adored کے بول

"If love was born in that fine April sky And run unheeding when the sun was high And slept as the moon sleeps through the autumn nights While clear steady stars burn in their heights If love so lived and ran and slept and woke again Give me a sign Give me a day tomorow So I can relive it with you Give me a sign Give me a dream to hold onto So I can hope this ends good In those old days I were called beautiful But you have worn the beauty from my face The flower like bloom has withered on my cheek With the harsh years and the fire in my eyes And the fire in my eyes Never be adored We will never be adored." ;kyn