For u it's only twenty fourth,
For me it's seven hundred thirty first...
For both it's Februar',
But not the same,
For u it's twenty twenty four,
For me it's twenty twenty two,
I'm lost in past,
While U go on,
Without even knowing,
what I'm talking 'bout.
There still is pain in heart.
For u this heart is blooming,
For me this heart is bleeding,
For u it's full of love and peace,
For me it's full of scars and wounds.
It's starts from dates,
And end with hearts.
Not everybody will appreciate,
The situation lost in past.
