In the end of June
As I try my heart prune
When will you come to me my dear
Should I exhausted waiting for you though?
No I Should not..
Yet..I always been here
Right before all gone away maybe I'm still standing
Too naive? Maybe Yes, I was..
If You're lost your direction then I will tell the stars to make a new path for you.
If you're falling dawn from your step about rock then I will order earth to cover with grasses
If you're can't found your voice to call my name, then I'll send wind to verbalize it trough the trees.
I missed you so much..
You know how long I've been waiting for you to come.
