I live my life that I want to run way from Looking down guys going away,keeping guys coming close away Don't know how to strike the impulse I can't resist Voice to call loses its way and is gone to the sky "Are you ok to leave it as it is?" "A little more" The food of growth bearing the shadow of the happiness Moments not words Joy sharing with you Before losing sight of you And it becomes a memory Reaching your hand reaching my hand What will leave behind victims Where you alive it I feel forgiven a bit Times I spend with you Moments not words Sorrow sharing with you Before losing sight of you And it becomes a memory Reaching your hand reach my hands