In the end,The sun will setThe songs will endOur hair will turn greyOur feelings will go away.But tomorrow,The sun will rise once moreThe songs will b..
I am free to love someoneI am free to feel what I want to feelI hate everything that hinders me from doing soI hate that I have to do things by forceI..
Raindrops falling on the windowsShivering, as the cold wind blows People are seeking for warmthSlowly knocking on people's heartsBlue skies turn to gr..