How many of wewe people out there
Been hurt in some kind of upendo affair
And how many times do wewe swear that you'll never upendo again?
How many lonely, sleepless nights
How many lies, how many fights
And why would wewe want to put yourself through all that again?
"Love is pain," I hear wewe say
Love has a cruel and uchungu, chungu way
Of paying wewe back for all the faith wewe ever had in your brain
How could it be that what wewe need the most
Can leave wewe feeling just like a ghost?
You never want to feel so sad and Lost again
One siku wewe could be looking
Through an old book in rainy weather
You see a picture of her smiling...
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