It was the morning sun
And they didn't really know what they want
Deep like the ocean
Drowning into quaking emotions
And I see no craft in their shadows
And they became what they never were
That i felt breeze turning too fatal
Everyone gets older
See, seasons changing
And I wish that i could see people through
And I can't change anything, what to do?
Just to drink
One drop of tear
Just to dream
My faith is real