A brightly lit street Suddenly comes a burst of cold wind The faraway warmth Cannot melt away the worries close by Are they swaying with the tide?
Not till the end of the story Must you continue to hold firm And be loyal towards your own fight. If love requires sticking together Then hate needs freedom. Love and hate are entangled persistently
How do I save When love is too much and hard to contain? Who is able to hold back whom? Who does my heart wish to wait for?
How do I save When love can be poisonous? Who is able to protect whom? And not let love rot away?
In the dead of night Who touched on old wounds? Piecing together little by little A broken forever. Do I have nothing?
Not till the end of the story Must you continue to hold firm And be loyal towards your own fight. If love requires sticking together Then hate needs freedom. Love and hate are entangled persistently
How do I save When love is too much and hard to contain? Who is able to hold back whom? Who does my heart wish to wait for?
How do I save When love can be poisonous? Who is able to protect whom? And not let love rot away?