woke up on dawn in yesterday
i found myself hanging between the promises and the destiny,
and i never forgot
i had choosing to make the choice
like a past thousand years ago
that had written in the sacred diary
in the locker of the time
now i still standing here
and trying to understand it
the way i had choose it
the choice that i had take
i've been looking for that
the key to take me out from there
life goes on and makes me wavy
time was sick for waiting
and i still just running away
from the way that i had take
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