Then we got there twice.
Never will there be an ending.
The smell is still out there,
and that's why you don't wanna get here.
Crying saying good bye.
Soon after I parked the autobike,
you showed up with tears shining in the orbital of your eyes.
Not brave enough to conquer it.
Both cannot handle it.
So let it start again just like we did before.
- Oct 16 Fri 2009 03:19