I've rustled the four strings tranquillity Your face show a smiling expression, but a little rigid Reason and perceptual are unable to compose a song I didn't write any meaningful lyrics A proud smile in the voice of "Gone with the Wind" WOAH
WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME? WRO-O-ONG WITH ME
I still believe in love How strange it is
WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME? WRO-O-ONG WITH ME
I still believe in human being I MUST HAVE A PROBLEM
Feelings in the world didn't stop the wind to blow Guitar, Violin, and Pipa Erhu, make a perfect tone I am sick BLEOH!
Not a problem Doctor diagnosed that I groan without being ill
Glaciers dissolve even you breath quietly This world has too many uncertainties
WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME? WRO-O-ONG WITH ME
I still believe in love How strange it is
WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME? WRO-O-ONG WITH ME
I still believe in human being I MUST HAVE A PROBLEM
A proud smile in the voice of "Gone with the Wind" WOAH
WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME? WRO-O-ONG WITH ME
I still believe in love How strange it is
I still believe in human being I MUST HAVE A PROBLEM