"...far away from home he went, leaving behind his kin and pals. A place where he knows nobody - no boys, no gals. He'd be thinking all day till darkness falls. At times he even wondered - is it true or is it false? Remembering his love, his heart breaks. To write his heart out a pen he takes. But he's so depressed his hand shakes. and no sense his scribbling makes. He tries to forget everything, but somewhere deep inside, His heart still aches.
So he writes..."
What is This?
I am dreaming all the morning and I stay up all the night. It's you that I'm calling come give me some peace of mind. I have got this feeling, that what I'm doing is right. But, Is it in love that I'm falling or just the fear of being left behind?