A spark, it was blew by the wind
loss and easily disappeared, never again...

Dafort, Dafort, Dafort
I thought your real name was Dafort...

I knew I'm heading towards an easy path
yet, there seems to be holding me back...

I fell and forgot to rise
I seek hope but its too far away...

I thought that you will always be with me
I thought forever you will be my white teddy...

I want to let things out
I want to scream. I want to shout...

I had a fever, I can't function well
I soon start to have chicken pox...

I couldn't sleep
I keep on thinking of you...

Your lips these day speaks such sweetness
and those, too bad, I couldn't resist...

It is so awkward today
everywhere I go, I have nothing to say...

A single tear must not come out
for there is so much to do that pout...

Don't be sad, my friend
there is so much to do than pout...