Everyday

Everyday at night, i look to the sky
to see something special
a shinning star, a full moon
anything

Everyday i think I'm useless
i think there isn't a reason for my living
i think...
why i love and I'm not loved?
why I'm not loved?
why?

Now, i do all i can to stop loving
i fight against this feeling
so i can't create illusions, agony, pain

Everyday at night, i look to the sky
to see something special
all i can see is a dark sky
dark like my soul
one soul that never was loved