As I passed by the park, I see the flowers wilted, like the love we used to
have.
As the petals slowly fall off, it reminds me of how our love slowly fell
apart.
I hear the birds sing that reminds me of our song.
But as they fly away, both the birds and love is gone.
Will they come back? Only time will tell. But there will always be a place
in my heart where you dwell.