Oh how the curtains they close anyway
The people I’ve lost on the road along the way
Lockets fill fast the frames never seem to last
Flags at half-mast more and more as life passes
There’s blood on my hands from glasses
Gathering broken shards of myself
I’m just holding on for dear life but she’s fading away
The warmth of her hand turns to white and I’m losing faith
Just one more laugh is all that ill ever ask
The sadness will pass, left longing for her grasp
There’s blood on my hands from glass
From gathering broken shards of myself
From gathering broken shards
I don’t want to let her go, I don’t want to let her go
I don’t want to let her go, I don’t want to let her go
I don’t want to let her go, I don’t want to let her go
I don’t want to let her go, I don’t want to let her go
I don’t want to let her go, I don’t want to let her go
Oh how the caskets they close anyway
The people I’ve lost on the road won’t ever come again
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Desh Padmakumar Lyrics – Lost Ones