I was enchanted,
wich no longer I am.
After madness,
confusion,
and a broken heart,
what I used to feel is gone.
I did what I could,
still doing what I can.
But, the hope of success,
along with my trust,
is gone.
Maybe we could've worked out,
Maybe, but it's not going to happen
'cause it's all gone.
It is all gone.
Solange Prado