I was young then,
Full of burden.
I'm full of dream
'Coz I have gleam
And now it's gone.
Ice turned water
Then rain after
Mine is rapture
Mine is future
But now it's gone.
A life with bliss,
Flower with bees,
Star that shine,
Those are once mine.
Again, it's gone.
Heart is shattered.
Life is tattered.
Now I'm begging,
Always praying ---
I wish I'm gone.
-turningBlind