On the days I'm alone, I paint my nights gray
Never have I come up with ideas and different ways
The last thing the universe has done is just a phase
What awaits us when we are happy, dancing with fate?
The ghost of your reflection, trapped inside the window
A party you suggested, wasted time on a clown's show
And it's sixteen times harder to sit and pretend
Someday, the time might agree with me again
And I still remember the 28th rainfall
Things randomly became miserable
When we stepped on a broken line
Making things better when they're never fine
A never-ending cycle of thoughts
A love that I've bought
The unconfessed love story
Singing, "Happy teardrops to me,"
Before I can't comprehend, what are you?
It's like differentiating color from hue
What is it like to be a light blue
To one's worst and one's best view
The cold air wounded a narrow mind
One breath away, and we're tired
And it was done; since then, we've been gone
We were miles away, and it's a long way down
A pleasant party, I wished with vacant eyes
Longing forever, waiting for the signs
This month fell down to the cliff
My remaining silence is the best gift
