A song made by Udehani Chinedu
A song made by Udehani Chinedu
My lover
My sweet lover,I never knew this love paper we signed and shared would someday
Turn sour and sorrow.i had pay for my foolishness by walking on sharp thorns of cruelty and bleeding.
I never knew that all good
Moments we shared would become war on my pockets and assets.My pocket is crying ,my asset is bleeding,oh!i had known,i would have flee from love.
Days have turned weeks,weeks ran into months and years.we have parted on papers but my heart cant move an inch.
My heart itches of pains of losing it all.
All the promises we made to each other,spending old age together besides the sea,staying in the countryside,living on herbs and there names.I never knew these were hooks to drown me.oh had i known i would have listen to my mother.
The wind of divorce has snatched it all from my hands.I'm like a man standing between terrifying winds and dreadful edge of a cliff.going backward would plunge me,going forward would destroy me.
How i wished i listen to my friends,how i wished i listen to my mother.She saw what i couldnt see in my blindness filled ,drown love.
Now,all my years of labour,sweat and labour are torn to shreds on divorce papers.
You promised to take bullet for me ,but you take all our children.
You promised to come through lightening and thundering for me,but you take all my fast and slow cars.
You promised to fight my battles like a Roman centurion but you take all money and busineses.
Oh! I never knew sweet love can be this sorrowful, walking barefoot under the rain without friends to hold my hand or offer distant help.
What happened to nights of watching the moon and stars together.
Love is a terrorist,who snatched away my heart and everything i toiled for.
You promised to fight my battles like a Roman centurion but you take all my money and busineses.
How i wished i listen to my friends,how i wished i listen to my mother.She saw what i couldnt see in my blindness filled ,drown love.
Now,all my years of labour,sweat and labour are torn to shreds on divorce papers.
You promised to take bullet for me ,but you take all our children.
You promised to come through lightening and thundering for me,but you take all my fast and slow cars.
Now,all my years of labour,sweat and labour are torn to shreds on divorce papers.
The wind of divorce has snatched it all from my hands.I'm like a man standing between terrifying winds and dreadful edge of a cliff.
How i wished i listen to my friends,how i wished i listen to my mother.She saw what i couldnt see in my blindness filled ,drown love.