There are a lot of stored dreams
Don't cares if someone steals them
I only feel one thing
I'm really, really, really hurt...
The dark night, the upwind, the drizzling rains
The dream, the passion, and me
Painful, yet sweet
Why should I care at all?
I don't care about other opinions
I just want people to notice me
You always point-out the blind spot
Sometimes, it's really annoying
I already put away much of my faith
When you're not here, it's hard to go on
I only feel one thing
You're really, really, really love me enough
For every decision
I'll choose to follow the difficult path
Every time that you gave up on me
When I suddenly turn around
You're still there following me
The dark night against the wind, and drizzling rain
The dream, the passion, and me
Painful, yet sweet
Why should I care, Why should I care?
Why should I care at all?
At all...
Wednesday, August 05, 2009
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