May be I was explain what is inside me in a unsuitable time
From clearness of my heart and the madness of my brain
you are always spite to me when i was come you are escape
your exist and your absences both of them like a tale
what is the black eye brow what is the black eye
I am only still and hang on for one promise
when your hands touch my face for one time
come see like you are here for 100 years
my reason's name for all my heart mistaks is love
always from worth
always from necessary
It it deserves I loved so much