Your fragrance doesn't come off with washing
I afraid to lose my fragrance
I'm in the best place to be exposed
Your heart
My job was always ashes
I wanted a fire
It hurt, I gave up
My heart is a cracked wineglass
I'm leaking
I became little, tiny
I can fit into your eye
I can purify with just two drop, if you cry
I became little, tiny
I fall if I cry, I fall if you cry
One day I won't find my mind
Also my ideas will dissapear
Like a narcissus in swamp
You are in my mind
where the place that you are in