When I was on the bed
By looking at the gray-roof
Sunshine came to the room
Through the half opened window
By saying "Wish you a lucky day"
But...
That sunshine didn't know
My thoughts are shaking and helpless
Due to heavy wind blowing through my life
But...
When light fell on my face
i felt that many drops of tears, waiting at the end of my eyes
I failed...
Unable to stop that flow, so I let it dissolve my pain
Then...
I felt loneliness, but nothing in mind
At that moment, I heard a voice
I looked here and there, but no one
I understood that, my mind called me
I stood up, kept a step
But I felt pain of that wind, at each and every step I kept
But...
What can I do? I can't change the wind
However, I can wait until the wind understands
"No meaning of blowing here and there, I want my life".
