The interior of your eye blurs and you can't see
Is that a feeling from the bottom of your heart ?
Even if you had the whole world in your hands
Is that your happiness ?
Why do you look up at the lonely sky ?
Why ? Put on a smile
Putting it into words is hard
Because I understand how you are
What was there in the distant past ?
Your eyes divert the glance
Alone you were held by the lonesome night
Do you know such warmth ?
Why, why are you concerned by the shape of the things ?
Why ? Open your heart
You carried a great burden
The power to accept yourself
Is there, try to believe...
A person who is free is clumsy...
A person who is free is anxious...
Why do you look up at the lonely sky ?
Why ? Put on a smile
Putting it into words is hard
Bcause i understand how you are
Try to believe
Thursday, January 7, 2010
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