She believe thing will work out.. Everytime when she cuddles in to his arms.. She believed he is going to stay..
Finally he walked out the door. He didn't look back to see her tears rolling down on the pale cheeks.. He didn't look back to see what he is going to loose.. He didn't look back to see the love that he is leaving behind.. He didn't look back to see the living corpse of hers.. He took her life with him.. The moment he walked out she died.. Her soul mixed up with the thin air.. She was nobody.. but he never noticed it..
He came back to her.. To tell her the good news in his life.. He came to shake her hand.. She wanted him to be happy. She gathered her strength.. wished him luck.. with all her heart..
She knew she was a fool.. She knew there are no more ace to play.. She had played all the cards.. Only history was there.. A beautiful history she prayed to be their future..
She understood this was a game.. She was the looser.. and Winner takes it all.. In this game winning was everything.. Looser must fall.. Winner stands strong..
I don't wanna talk about things we've gone through,
Though it's hurting me, now it's history.
I've played all my cards and that's what you've done too,
Nothing more to say, no more ace to play.
The winner takes it all,
The loser standing small beside the victory, that's her destiny.
I was in your arms thinking I belonged there,
I figured it made sense, building me a fence,
Building me a home, thinking I'd be strong there,
But I was a fool, playing by the rules.
The gods may throw a dice, their minds as cold as ice,
And someone way down here loses someone dear.
The winner takes it all, the loser has to fall,
It's simple and it's plain, why should I complain.
But tell me, does she kiss like I used to kiss you,
Does it feel the same when she calls your name.
Somewhere deep inside you must know I miss you,
But what can I say, rules must be obeyed.
The judges will decide the likes of me abide,
Spectators of the show always staying low.
The game is on again, a lover or a friend,
A big thing or a small, the winner takes it all.
I don't wanna talk if it makes you feel sad,
And I understand you've come to shake my hand.
I apologize if it makes you feel bad seeing me so tense, no self confidence.
Though it's hurting me, now it's history.
I've played all my cards and that's what you've done too,
Nothing more to say, no more ace to play.
The winner takes it all,
The loser standing small beside the victory, that's her destiny.
I was in your arms thinking I belonged there,
I figured it made sense, building me a fence,
Building me a home, thinking I'd be strong there,
But I was a fool, playing by the rules.
The gods may throw a dice, their minds as cold as ice,
And someone way down here loses someone dear.
The winner takes it all, the loser has to fall,
It's simple and it's plain, why should I complain.
But tell me, does she kiss like I used to kiss you,
Does it feel the same when she calls your name.
Somewhere deep inside you must know I miss you,
But what can I say, rules must be obeyed.
The judges will decide the likes of me abide,
Spectators of the show always staying low.
The game is on again, a lover or a friend,
A big thing or a small, the winner takes it all.
I don't wanna talk if it makes you feel sad,
And I understand you've come to shake my hand.
I apologize if it makes you feel bad seeing me so tense, no self confidence.
P.S This is a song that I really love.. It has such a deep meaning and also a huge love hidden within it. Performed by ABBA.
awesome akka! It is really nice!
ReplyDeleteThanx malli.. :)
DeleteI don't wanna talk if it makes you feel sad,
ReplyDeleteAnd I understand you've come to shake my hand....
Bless you!!!!
hehe.. :) Bless you too dear...
DeleteWow wow wow!
ReplyDeleteABBA was, is and always will be my favorite pop group, no matter what!
And this is one of my favorite songs, all time, because this had an added meaning with all the bitter experiences I had with love.
The winner takes it all.
That ABBA drum always thudded into my heart, all the way. This song used to run in my blood. Thanks, Red.
(You have no idea how easy it is to comment in your blog, at one go.)
henryblogwalker (මට භිතෙන හැටි) the Dude (HeyDude) and මගේ ඩෙනිම My Blue Jeans
Thank you for this comment bro.. your comments are really encouraging me.. sometimes I feel like I should stop writing this blog in english.. but again I know that you will surely comment.. :)
DeleteThank you for that...
Don't even think about stopping this blog. Writing an English blog in Sri Lanka is really challenging. Look at my Hey Dude. So take that challenge. Even my wife reads your blog.
Deletehenryblogwalker (මට භිතෙන හැටි) the Dude (HeyDude) and මගේ ඩෙනිම My Blue Jeans
wow.. I'm so happy to know that.. :) No way.. I'm not going to stop this.. cheers...
Deletenice song dr....
ReplyDeleteThank u very much dr.. :)
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