With you I dreamt of flying Funny though, I woke up crying Why? Is the question I wanted to ask you for so long But I can't, I ended up walking on my own
Am I hard to love? Is the question I ask myself too Maybe because Im stubborn Or maybe because I'm not the one for you
Alone I kept walking But then I smile I try to forget even for a while What I feel inside is another story Cause there, I was dying