At the wednesday I'm sorry for everything that ends. That's winter. Rain is pouring. I ran after all I can. This wednesday I'm looking for anyone I know Because there were the ruin and I loved you more and more. And everytime you call me a friend I think I'll never stop to pretend. At the wednesday I'm crying about those shining eyes. It's dying as we're lying. And all we do is pass. This wednesday I'm begging for anyone I need Because they all were wounded by the stupid acts I did. And everytime you call me a friend I think I'll never stop to pretend. At the wednesday I'm trying to be so wonderful. I know you'll never find out But I did this all for you. This wednesday I'm better for anyone around. I burnt the last year's letters, turn the shadows to the dust. But I waited for wednesday with ashes that I kept. Inside I feel a waster. Don't let me the one I left.