They said our love is like see-saw game.

No, our love was a swing

a swing that was banned to play with.

since it brought us too high from the ground,

and slammed us back to earth

.

.

.

The seat is empty,
As the snow goes by

The class is lonely,
As my heart could be

Everything is gray,
Even though i'm awake

Why won't you stay?
Aren't you tired of running away?

The weeping child,
Inside my dream
Left a wail,
That never die

But when i woke up,
It's still the same

Until the sleep
Bring me back,
To a memory
I've never had

It repeatedly roar
Of wishing to die

While i cry,
That i wish i do
And i barely exist.