Sitting on the edge that never ends..
Looking back - nothing to see..
Hoping of love that never ends...
Looking at the sky - no stars which can be lent to me..
Just seeing a single moon
That smiles and shines
That is consoling me, taking me up to the stars
But it just made the scars...
I wonder, why it needs a rebel to feel this way
I wonder, why it just can go without saying good bye anyway ?
I'm beated to the unnecessary sorrow sea
I'm given a map where's nothing to see
And so back keep going through the edge where is no end to see..