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When the day turned red, happines and joy made a river in our backyard . I't wasn't just a fantacy, it was a feeling. Tomorrow comes a new day, they say, But i hadn't experienced it. The way you made me feel that one single day, was a easy feeling, but the second day It became scary.
What could have happened to you, u never tell, where could u have been, u couldn't tell, when are you coming back, u r
still there.. where u have gone?
That feeling, second day feeling, how could i describe it, i tried to be happy, i tried to laugh, but i just couldn't get that sad, caring feeling away. I could cry, u could take me to tears, but i wont, i wont untill i know that you are 0k.
Its not time to cry, its holiday.. I just want to know where u r, and when are u coming back. Every heartbeat i produce inside of me, the heartbeat means that im still alive. Could u come and save me?