Looking at the West
You were my biggest regret
I don’t use to be a vendetta seeker
I am just a girl that her heart is
weaker.
Sometimes I wonder why I looked
your way, then I stop trying to
find the lesson I’m supposed to learn.
It’s difficult, it’s painful, it’s ridiculous
how much these hands want to hold you.
I won’t let you go when love is real
it cannot fade away, not even in the darkest
spot in the universe, there I will found you.
My love, my sweet love, don’t say goodbye just
yet, because you haven’t turned around and
I already feel the cold.
You should say something, but you simply stood
there watching me crumble apart, standing on
top of my heart.
Why couldn’t you love me... like me?
Too many questions and voices in my head
reminding me al the time I have lost,
how many love was spilled on the floor?
Keep on, live your perfect lie because I know
I really know you’ll always think of me.
