I smell it the breeze of the morning day
my eyes hardly open seeing, hoping a beautiful moment of mine
right here and now my heart beats yet can't feel anymore
only remain a slide of memory walking inside my head
I'm looking for clues everywhere...end in nothing
I lost my light in this cold morning
I lost my mind in the previous morning
I lost my feeling everytime the sunlight running into my skin
It's the need of hope contains in that beam
a tiny little hope I need to walk and start its day
but always and be running, avoiding myself left into a grim
I seek it and lost it, the light seems to be hideous everyday...
