On My Own

No you beside me
I'm on my own
No you to guide me
I'm on my own

No one to talk to
Now that I'm on my own
No one to smile to
Now that I'm on my own

Will anybody hear my song?
Not while I'm on my own
Will anybody stay for long?
Not while I'm on my own

O! How I miss you so
Since I was left on my own
O! How I need you so
Since I was left on my own

Now there are only memories
I must be on my own
No one to heal all these injuries
I must be on my own

Nothing remains but a goodbye kiss
And so I was left on my own
Nothing will ever hurt as much as this
And so I am on my own

Living by Words

Isn't it strange how words turn into unforgettable phrases
How sentences manage to denote love, hate, despair...
And the moment words turn themselves into a fluent speech
A speech, seeking to convince and inspire...

There is one question brought back together by words
Which is formed by four magical and meaningful words 
THE question most women wish to hear at least once 
Because it will bring hope and long forgotten dreams back to life 


But there are other sort of words, another kind
Those vicious words we wish we could forget
Words that scare our hearts away
Words that keep us apart without turning back

Someone's life may depend on the right words
Everybody's desires are expressed by words
And so, we find ourselves under a spell performed by words
But the brilliance of our minds allows us to dream on other worlds

Sometimes we care too much on choosing the perfect words
We seek to express our own intentions
While we look for the right directions
An obsessive act dominates and so we don't say the words

We willingly chose to remain silent
And by being too careful, too fearful we forget to express
By doing so we miss out that defining, magical moment
When we freely get to say what we want without distress

Longing for Love

Reading stories of love
and thinking of you
Dreaming stories of love
while talking with you
Wanting stories of love
as I imagine me and you

What a marvellous desire to love!
How incredulous to believe in it
When both mind and heart are divided
There's nothing much left to endure
But the mere dream of it all...

The Epic Song of love
Wishing to be heard
The Classic Romanticism
Waiting to be told
The Passionate loving act
Longing to occur

No matter if it rained
She would believe in love again
No matter if in vain
Her heart would fall without disdain
No matter if with pain
She would endure it all once again

Heating Up and Cooling Down

O! Summer so blurry and cloudy,
And yet hot and sunny sometimes
How I wish I could be lying in the sand
Just sand, sun and the sea and nothing else...

O! Summer what have we done to you?
As the days pass by I get to feel a gentle breeze, gentle but cold...
The Earth is heating up,
The Poles are melting
And dear summer you are cooling down

Some days are hot and warm
Nice, sunny and lovely
Others are cloudy as rain invades us
But the stranger days turn cold, windy and sad...

O! Summer you used to be the happiest time in our lives
Sadly now, only a few days of sun make its way through
Even when we wait for the golden waves to soak us on

O! Summer I shall always remember how you used to be
And for a moment I will smile in the remembrance of the past
Joy will fill my heart by those times we shared together
When Summer days used to bring warmth to our hearts