Have you ever let go of your heart because of a person?
Have you ever liked someone, every move and every word he said?
Have you ever loved someone and all your efforts were because of him?
Or have you ever complained about someone, complaining that he can't always see you?
When I stand in the most beautiful place in the world, I see you.
I wonder if I stood in your heart, would the scenery be more beautiful than what I see now?