Girl who I forget long time ago

And maybe you'll never find her, Maybe you're just a dream someone dreamed. And the drops of rain are only tears, That make you forget what you really wanted to do. Or maybe she was hiding in a subway, Or any cliche cliche. And the nice songs you write, They only rose fig, covering the pain. And maybe the one you've been looking for has long since died, Or with someone else on a ship she sailed. And the face you are hallucinating is only a mask, Which replaces one that has long been forgotten.