The Paths
Sometimes, I was wondering
that why there are so many lonely souls
wandering on the streets
Under the blazing sun,
I covered my eyes to block the sunlight
keep walking and moving on
all of a sudden
we encounter with each other
This is our destiny
No matter how far and in a great distance that we are
we hold hand and fix our eyes on each other
But one day, you are gone
I keep walking while collecting every broken pieces of glasses of my heart
I used to think that we were on the same path
But in the end,
I figure out that we were not on the same road from the beginning actually
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that why there are so many lonely souls
wandering on the streets
Under the blazing sun,
I covered my eyes to block the sunlight
keep walking and moving on
all of a sudden
we encounter with each other
This is our destiny
No matter how far and in a great distance that we are
we hold hand and fix our eyes on each other
But one day, you are gone
I keep walking while collecting every broken pieces of glasses of my heart
I used to think that we were on the same path
But in the end,
I figure out that we were not on the same road from the beginning actually
© All Rights Reserved