Trying to escape what is for real
Nothing to hide or to share...

I miss the time when I first saw you,
Walking in the corridor of our school...

Everything would change if I do this kind of story
The life of my personal family and my own friends...

I dont think i have the right to share this.
nor even write this kind of stuff...

It is hard to pretend that you are really fine,
Nor it is hard to hide the real feelings you have...

There are times that you need someone,
Whether you like it or not, unless you say Yes...

Everything would change if I do this kind of story
The life of my personal family and my own friends...