paperfly, please bring me high into the blue sky
hello, i'm suffocated and not as bloom as yesterday
i see my brilliant days are about to over
i can look through your eyes the date you intend to leave me
as a little girl, i'm going back to my self
and all the promises and songs you've sung to me
those things have disappeared, as you walked away from my life
poor me, aren't i?
even i don't cry when i'm supposed to
i don't scream when that's the only thing i could do
nothing to say though many words stuck inside my head
everything has just gone with you
and i'm all alone with no feeling at all
there's no copy of memories and our story
so, where should i go?
to whom should i ask for all the wishful thinking you gave me back then?