Who build this wall between us
Without us realizing
It's growing day by day
I couldn't find the way to break it.
Maybe I am the one who is trying.
Can't you extend your hand little?

I wish, I could turn the time
Find myself standing near you
Holding each other's hand
And your eyes looking at me like
I am the only one exist in the world

I always lost my balance
While trying to step on
The right path.
No one is there to hold me
From falling.
No one is there to lend me
Their hand to get up.
Now, I am learning how to
Balance myself from
Shattered pieces of stars.

The prophet was waking up
Asking his God to guide the gentiles

He met them with great happy
As they were rich and masters

While he met the poor speedy
The God blamed him for this act

He returned and smiled to the poor
As the guide with the hand of his God

The God told him not blame his act
As the only and only fact

The guidance was the hand of the God
So he did not blame your act

You do your effort
And the rest at your God

The prophet was waking up
Asking his God to guide the gentiles

He met them with great happy
As they were rich and masters

While he met the poor speedy
The God blamed him for this act

He returned and smiled to the poor
As the guide with the hand of his God

The God told him not blame his act
As the only and only fact

The guidance was the hand of the God
So he did not blame your act

You do your effort
And the rest at your God

You held her hand,
I held my pen.

You kissed her lips,
I kissed your photograph.

You loved her once,
I loved you forever.