Ossama Tolba

I see different directions
Getting to your mind
Crossing into your way
Standing at your door
You Stopped loving me as before
Cloudy, fruitless, sick to floor
But Sadly I can’t stop it
Because I gave it all
And I can’t give anymore

I see different goals
Many comes, many goes
I hope they love you
Truly, faithfully as I do
As I knocked your heart
Softly, rosy and a doré
Their knocking are my pain
But Sadly I can’t stop it
Because I gave it all
And I can’t give anymore

I hope they are there
When you need them
Reply your urgent call
As Im always at your door.
Do your Remember that call
That one made not just love
But it become more than adore
Now you have change it all
But Sadly I can’t stop it
Because I gave it all
And I can’t give anymore

the past has lots of memories
We created many stories
Sweet and sour or savoy
I was happy to tell more
I dreamed to be there
When I fail, and in my pain
But I just reached the floor
I’m wondering if I walk in
Or it’s the time to walk away
I expected white color not gray
and I didn’t see that coming at all
But Sadly I can’t stop it
Because I gave it all
And I can’t give anymore