50's

None of us knew

That things were turn out this way

Only thoughts were let unsaid

I feel deep my way down

We shouldn't have
Talked about the future-past
i did my selfish stylish-guy
And your little mean you
Sorry i send you far away

Regretted the time i said those things

I didn't meant to lose control
Only because i love you so

If we had the chance to talk again

When i close my eyes we're back indeed

Saying that i'm sorry

Won't bring you back here

Only another life will bring