There is a free called loneliness
It flies quietly in my life.
There is a kind of love called cruelty
It makes me feel painless
There is a dream called fascination
It flew in my sleepless night
There is a kind of eternal called sadness
It makes me run without regretting
There is a free called loneliness
It flies quietly in my life.
There is a kind of love called cruelty
It makes my heart, but I can't stop.
There is a dream called fascination
It flew in my sleepless night
An eternity called sadness
It makes me run without regret. . . . . .
