I'd like having peace of mind
when I already knew that I'm having madness in my heart
I like the sounds of the wind
when I already knew that I'm loosing my breathe.
I love how the stars fallen from the skies
While my tears are fallen from my eyes
I've been there done that but I'm here starting from the start; I tried to waylaid what I feel inside,
but the nostalgia's hanging in the edge by edge and I don't know I started loving it.