Wasted

I just can't believe in a thing called heaven Every year of living is wasted Things, I've always seen, will lead to sorrow It's more than I have ever tasted. Don't let me cry Don't let me see your face Leave the past behind The moment we met, the things we shared Were not the way they're meant to be The hopes we had, the dreams we made Are forgotten songs we paint in our lives Friends will grow and leave or stay forever It's only in the mind of a dreamer The love you had for some people Will turn to hatred The mystery of living gets deeper We've reached the end Of a tale that has just begun Smile with releife The wise man said, the king is dead But it doesn't matter a new one born A goal is scored, the game is won But lose you will, just wait. (Mohamed Alsadeqi)