In the wide field he picked me and I was freed I was a pretty flower The only problem is that I easily wither Who will love me when I am no longer appealing and pretty I am going to wither And die in winter
Clean your room 'cause they will roam Make it spotless 'cause they wouldn't careless still, they threw a big pile of garbage to your head and whatever you do you cannot remove the traces of yesterday
I once dreamed, I want to become the ocean freed but it is more than it The waves are strong I cannot breathe I felt free, but also bygone The deep blue ocean Is scarier than I yearn for
I finally forget What home feels like I'm swallowed by a regret Alone in the dark I tried to escape Yet when I reach home The flowers are withered The lights are dead I'm alone in the dark Can't decide where to step
You are not the demon But they are They use you as a mirror You distort every hour I forgot who I am Yet I got this far She was like an angel Still, life can be so cruel