There stood a city in ruins, sky fill with darkness.
Sidewalk riddle with cracks and despair.
In the cracks of the city grow a rose.
The rose was a majestic black shade.
In the city of ruins, love becomes tragic, it will never last.

You let me drown in the seas,
You left me to burn in the fire,
You left me helplessly in the middle of a war,
You let me fall for you,
You let me to die in this world,
Without caring my heart was broken.

I'll send a kiss to you,
Soaring in the air hoping it reaches you,
Just like I send a paper airplane.
But there's a catch to it.
I can't send an airplane without making it.
So I can't send a kiss without meaning it.