Senin, 10 Maret 2014

The I

When I go to the sky
Without saying goodbye
She look at me
The birds going to fly

The smile is'nt supposed to be closed
Even the world is rough
The I swim on the river
But try to go higher

She has to catch me
Dont let me go
Keep me
And catch even when I try to go

Whenever she catch me for real
Someday ofcourse she will
Then she can let me go
Away, away, and away
But keep remember
That I wrote a smile upon your lips
Forever and ever, I hope

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