Lost

Written by: Siti Aishah Abu Bakar

Lost
Left in the cold
Lost
All alone

The wind gently blowing
As if giving a push
The wolves now howling
Just behind the bush

Give me a call, send me sign
Say, is someone there?
Where's the trail two heart binds
Where's my dear lady fair. 

I thought you would stay 
But my heart is dismayed
When you simply walk away
And left me without a say...