• pragyaverma 5w

    Little by little you go
    My sweet my love and so
    I won't weep and I won't say
    That you broke my heart in little ways

    Little by little my tears dry
    My soul does not anymore cry
    And I am learning to fight the blaze
    For You broke my heart in little ways

    Little by little my lips smile
    My breath is running every mile
    And I walk around in daze
    For You broke my heart in little ways

    Little joys that hide in me
    I have begun to again see
    And this splendour now I praise
    For You broke my heart in little ways.