I looked at the plain wall
and I remember your face,
the purest credentials
that impressed my taste,

The one worth talking,
yes,You are inspiring,
We had past moments
In my mind, it's back-firing.

Now you're much inside,
On your self-told universe,
Well, Congratulations, girl,
First things, first.

I don't know why, well,
I'm feeling flat, tell?
Maybe you've really in it, fell?
It burns me in fire.. Hell.

Sweet Night, Lady.