Who Knows What Will Happen

When time quicken And walk like a thirsty vixen Then the memories come of something missing Who knows what is going to happen Who knows what is going to happen When the night come and gloom All that which is supposed to bloom And they, the emotions get deafen What is going to happen When complications get into the word simple And compromises come not in ones but thousand couples Like when Adam ate the apple What is going to happen After am gone, to that smiling lips and dimples Will time forget the jingles? Or will they be thrown in a thick jungle? Who knows what is going to happen When the gap fully widen And then I fall away all of a sudden Will I lose my haven? Who knows what is going to happen Are the lost time going to stay on the beach and marvel? Or are they going to realise a miracle And hold the broken pieces in a knuckle What shall happen To the heart which has tighten And the memories which are fading Then will the love all become a burden? Who knows what will happen To the lost blossoming garden Will the sun and moon darken? And sit tight with none out there in heaven