the stories that I've got
from a man with his guitar
everyday we talk about sweet thing
even we don't face each other
singing a song in every single chance through phone
I don't know how to say
you give paintings of me
send me your tasteful voice
with rhythm in every part
love song is always my favorite since I knew you

all the stories start when Harley comes
giving a cure of the craziest
voices of love coming through on the ears
stop the pain and make it better
take Harley's heart

the best couple in the world
too much words and laugh falling down to smiling hand
suddenly batman pursue them
broke the long term plan
Mr. J lost the Quin, lost Quin

the promise is the best deal
no one ever know until the last time
cause care isn't need reason
never need reason
like Mr. J and Harley Quin

trust yourself
and don't compare yourself with others

i am opposite my wish
it'll be difficult if there is no intermediary
falling down might be normal
toppled over? why not
just a dream bridge that knitted strong hopes
which becomes a need and strength

before you love a thing,
you have to love yourself first

then I slowly walked away
trying to run from the blue part of the heart
the wound does not look at anyone, does not see face or anything.
I have left all my heart.
but I found now formless.
I don't want to run.
Stay ... I just want to repair my heart back well
I know you accidentally made my heart fall and bruised.
it hurts really ... but it hurts more if I don't love anymore
because I believe, your heart is kind ...

like the wind in summer
its faint blew dry in this heart