Rain falls softly, touching my chest,
Makeup runs, my heart’s confessed.
The man I shouldn’t have loved at all —
Since that day, I’ve lived in his call.
The crimson flame of love once burned,
Now flickers low — the wind has turned.
I whisper his name to the empty night,
Only the breeze sighs back in spite.
Perfume lingers upon my skin,
Its scent pulls memories deep within.
Chasing his shadow in morning’s gleam,
He fades away — a broken dream.
A woman cries, yet stands again,
Betrayed by love, still feels the flame.
Ah… this aching heart won’t rest tonight,
Who’ll tell me love has lost its light?
Alone, I weep beneath the rain,
A woman’s sorrow — sweet with pain.
I drown my tears in cups of wine,
Pretend tomorrow’s sun will shine.
Deep in my heart, a secret place,
Only his ghost my soul can trace.
I hold the warmth I can’t erase,
Lighting my longing — his unseen face.
His voice still echoes in the haze,
"Forever," he said — a fleeting phrase.
I can’t forgive, yet still I feel,
A woman’s love — both curse and seal.
Ah… these tears are red like flame,
Love has ended, yet I call his name.
Morning comes, but he’s still near,
A woman’s sorrow — whisper clear.
No one knows this endless night,
Still I dream beneath the fading light.
Cradling embers of love once true,
A woman walks — toward skies anew.
The music fades — only the drop
Of one last tear into her cup.
Silence remains… her love undone,
Yet in that silence — she’s begun.