someones likes to cry
some memories fades with the air
some goes with the wind
i dunno how to stay how to leave how to walk on
i need some kind of light wich guides me into my own
darkness
wich i cant scape
how i can stay without stand this confusing alone ,
i need to change but to keeep my self
is my last stand is my last chance
sooon ill fade away
this lonely and fog dust world ......
just is about to hold on more alone alone