I am falling out of it,
You cannot get my soul back.
It is too late,
A door that cannot be opened again,
Shut tightly,
I can never return back,
To the time,
Where we both were in,
No more,
Everything is gone,
Surrounding looks ghastly,
All empty,
There is no more direction.
No turning back.

One look,
Unsure whether to accept it,
But after one bite,
My mind goes hazy,
It goes in different colours,
Like fireworks.
Baby,
Your love brings magic,
Your embrace leads me into a different world,
Your passionate kiss explodes in my mind,
Like a music blazing off in a club.
Baby,
Your feelings,
Every bit of you,
I cannot stop having you.
Baby, you are like a drug.
A precious drug.

Standing in the midst of a war,
Chaos trying to threaten me,
But my soul will give no hell about it,
Instead,
The blood lust runs strongly in me,
I am not a prey,
I am no weakling,
I am a hunter,
I am a warrior,
I hunt,
I fight,
'Cause I am a Predator,
And a Fighter.

Here comes the rain tears,
Drenched in pink,
Softening the colour of the background,
All you can feel is gentleness,
These are the feelings of the sky.

Love is like a gas,
as you try to grasp it,
It just flows through your fingers.
It is never easy,
But like oxygen,
It keeps you breathing.
With the chemical reactions,
Love forms a heart in you.

Ever since the flowers bloom,
My heart has been thumping,
In beats so jazzy,
They can easily move my body.
I have no control,
So I let go,
I move and move,
In slow rhythmic steps,
Towards that direction.
I hold out my hand,
Waiting for you to be in my hands,
I cup your face carefully,
Looking at you longingly and whisper,
.......
"How I long for you after all these years,
My Buttercream Chardonnay."

Oh my dear heart,
Why are you crying,
Crying so painfully,
That each tear makes a crack on you?
Why torture yourself?
What is love?
Why is it so precious?
You need to look at yourself in the mirror,
You look ghastly,
As if there is no drop of blood in you.
Why my dear heart?
Why cling on to this love's bitterness?

It was a cold winter,
But I could hear my heart fluttering.
Fast but gentle,
Even though it was cold,
I could feel blood running beneath my skin,
Warm but gentle.
I kind of miss these old feelings,
Gold and gentle.

There is a time for spring,
Where everything blossoms.
Then there is a time for autumn,
Where everything falls to ground.
And lastly there is winter,
Where all things in this world are frozen in time.

Time is ticking,
Very quietly,
Body grows weaker,
Strength is fading away,
Bit by bit.
You will know that a huge storm is coming,
When the clock in your body is not functioning as well as before.
Time is precious,
Wait no more,
But chase after it.

In my strangest dream,
I can hear myself calling out,
I rush and rush,
But cannot find a way.
I look around,
I see all kinds of nostalgic colours.
I feel the gentleness wrapping around me,
Taking away the coldness in my heart.
I fall for this ecstasy,
Drowning myself in something that will never last.
But it is okay,
Because you know what,
I know I will be fine.
After waking up from this,
I will still be able to see the sun smiling down at me.

I am sorry,
I am a bad girl.
I am sorry,
For tainting your soul.
I know and I know,
Things will never be the same.
You know,
My soul has been crying so hard,
Wishing things could be much more easier.
It is too late, right?
For me to mend things up?
It is too late,
For me to say I am sorry.

"Heaven knows,
The emptiness that haunts this place,
It is cold,
Like the breath of a ghost,
So numbing that one does not age.
Time stops,
How long more,
Till the Heaven calls for the ends,
So this endless meaningless war ends,
No more pain."

He was a sad young boy,
Feeling lost in life.
Then one day he met a girl,
A girl who would be there by his side,
To comfort him and fill his empty heart.
Day by Day,
The boy slowly changed to better,
He smiled more and more.
Although, the happier he became,
The sadder the girl felt.
Her heart slowly became empty.
She felt cold inside.
The loneliness had finally caught her.
One day,
She saw the boy talking happily with the others,
"Ah! Finally, he is happy!"
She said with relief,
Tears rolling down her cheeks,
And slowly bit by bit,
She dissolves into the air.

Sing me a song,
That drowns me in sweetness,
A wonderland,
Leading me to an escape,
An escape from the reality.
Just for a moment,
I would love to live in fantasy,
No worries,
Just plain fun.
Everyday at 12 in the afternoon,
We gon' party,
Drunk our souls with tea,
We gon' shuffle all day long.
Sing me a song,
Wonderland,
Sing me a song!