Jilted!TodayI placedThe piecesOf my broken heartIn front of GodIn the Puja roomFeelingJilted!TomorrowWill I findThe piecesLike the Puja flowersMy father findsEach morningLookingWilted?
Jilted!
TodayI placedThe piecesOf my broken heartIn front of GodIn the Puja roomFeelingJilted!
TomorrowWill I findThe piecesLike the Puja flowersMy father findsEach morningLookingWilted?