Capturing The Past
Capturing The Past


All the two years have gone
Slightest notion of love I have learned
The heart of everything bleeds for more
Walking down the sky
Questions me not to waste the time
I know all the happiness will touch my bird
The day is the time
Of returning in my second home
I know it's all about nothing to you
Although I have given the words
It's still possible to love more and more
One day I'll finish my tongues
Thank your cloud for capturing my past.