missing in the darkness
Lonely, remembering, a fantastic one, through the Pacific Ocean……
Holding arms with my quavering hands, I don’t really wish anyone disturb my missing, the tearing missing in the darkness, which makes me safe and calm.
No matter where my thought wanders, the only I can do is holding my way……
that’s all
Holding arms with my quavering hands, I don’t really wish anyone disturb my missing, the tearing missing in the darkness, which makes me safe and calm.
No matter where my thought wanders, the only I can do is holding my way……
that’s all