Journey of life
When the journey meets the midst pastel part of life,
walking along the lonely street of dreams,
All was just a mere coincidence,
Mismatching the present for the past,
Believing the past will appear as sagas for life.
Twilight remembers only the right things to connect.
Though...
walking along the lonely street of dreams,
All was just a mere coincidence,
Mismatching the present for the past,
Believing the past will appear as sagas for life.
Twilight remembers only the right things to connect.
Though...