white string’s

Cool breeze blowing pass mee
I look in front to the great blue sea
up in the sky seagull high flying free
the sea could not show the reflection of mee

higher above I ask thee
shall I be your company
seeking guidance for remaining journey
oh my oh my, I don’t want to see
what’s left of me

3 grams of guts worth not a penny
you are not showing your maturity
to write a story
try not to say I’m sorry
wrap up, end it, sell it for money

wake up in the middle of the night
don’t say goodbye
don’t say goodbye
you bought yourself a memory
put it in a melody

this is my virgin journey
I will remember it until eternity
I sailed out empty
come back with density
there will be a chance, a possibility
when I tell you the beginning of my story
of starting of my beautiful fantasy

wake up in the middle of the night
it’s hard to cry
it’s hard to cry
I sing the melody
and it brings back the memory

I smile