Watching the night sky,

all I want is to fly,

so far away,

where there are no hardships in the way,

away from all the worries,

in a land of fairies.



Watching life change its course,

opening and closing various doors,

I try to grab every opportunity that comes my way,

to row my boat a long way.

Losing sight of the stars,
now that I've come so far,
overlooking the skies dark,
just to make a mark,
I look back,
and see myself wondering,
which road to travel,
one with the gravel,
or the one with the marvel.

I rather chose the one with the gravels
(inspired by Robert Frost)
just so it would have a better outcome in the end
so as to make my body and soul unify
that is why I dreamt so high.



Well, ten years from now, I'd like to see myself this way.

Love never dies,
just like the sweet taste of pies,
it's a perfect emotion,
and that's a truthful notion,
it is the sweetest bond,
with the depth of the sea and beyond,
love the people around you,
just like the Messiah loves you,
so that, love never dies,
just like the sweet taste of pies.