(because) Someone better will come along

Writing after a long time. A short long song : ) This one is dedicated to all those people who are going through "broken heart" and "sad" phase. It's tough i know, but it shall pass too. Here is the song.

Hush, i know you are sad,
crying in a pool of tears,
and drowning in your fears.

Hush i know you are scared,
You have been crying all night,
Baby its such a strain, all in vain

The one whom you love,
has moved on, so let it go,
Because someone better will come along.

I don't guarantee a smooth ride,
Its a rocky road and the mountains are high,
But i have been down the same road,
Its difficult to find someone and
built new memories again


The one whom you love,
has moved on, so let it go,
Because someone better will come along.

I know its difficult to forget and forgive,
In that relationship you lost all your friends and gained none,
And now all you have is bitter pain,
Its easy to say forget your past,
i know its such a difficult task.

The one whom you love,
has moved on, so let it go,
Because someone better will come along.

I know you move like a machine,
You feel its just a bad dream,
But baby, you know its true,
Its tough to give up and face the truth.

But remember its just a long dark night,
and night will give its way to dawn,
Someone will come and wipe your tears,
Make you smile and make you forget your bad phase,
so sing a happy song,
Because someone better will come along.

The one whom you love,
has moved on, so let it go,
Because someone better will come along.


( i hope everyone who reads this post likes it) : )



Comments

  1. SohiniDecember 13, 2010 at 8:54 PM

    Thanks for sharing this!
    This is really touching..

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  2. S.December 13, 2010 at 10:49 PM

    you are getting better and better with each passing post. :)

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  3. RavishankarDecember 14, 2010 at 5:55 AM

    nice one

    Ravishankar

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  4. AnonymousMarch 28, 2011 at 12:34 PM

    Lovely song Shweta.
    Sometimes when you give a lot to that one relationships which does not work out, it drains you out completely. The road ahead looks broken and dead end. At precisely this time the dawn comes up.
    Cheer up because someone better will come along - MK

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