Night has lost it's charm
This longing doesn't speak
to heart of mine,
Maybe the wait for some
hope has finally gone.
              Do you know!
                The lost birds
                 of my town,
                 wander around
                 searching for you...
                Tell me pal!
                When hope dies
                 Don't you feel dead?
But I'm Surviving on every single
detail that went through my heart
just to rapture,
all pleasant emotions
that once made me.... &
will never change.