This is a brief song that I found on Halou's page. It isn't famous hoặc too particular, but it made me think of the strange relationship between Henry VIII and Anne Boleyn and so I thought bạn could apreciate it too. Hope you'll glad it, it's only a little thing!

When I see you, I see my own face
I want to save bạn from yourself

What could I do?
What could I say?
It's a downward spiral

I don't know what causes sorrow
hoặc why it has to hurt to learn
But I have had a tim, trái tim that's empty
I've felt the vacuum nature hates

It's clear to me
I wish that bạn could only see it

Who can say where the road goes
Where the ngày flows, only time
And who can say if your tình yêu grows
As your tim, trái tim chose, only time

Who can say why your tim, trái tim sighs
As your tình yêu flies, only time
And who can say why your tim, trái tim cries
When your tình yêu lies, only time

Who can say when the roads meet
That tình yêu might be in your tim, trái tim
And who can say when the ngày sleeps
If the night keeps all your tim, trái tim
Night keeps all your tim, trái tim

Who can say if your tình yêu grows
As your tim, trái tim chose
- Only time
And who can say where the road goes
Where the ngày flows, only time

Who knows? Only time