Lone tears of your eyes that don’t cry, travel straight to the sky.Before you shed themBefore you…
I asked the little tear,what makes her come to me?Crystal clear her mindand sincere…
Eyes,were they made to see?Or to weep?Or to show joy?Or just to mourn and cry?
I don’t want to cry,
Stars burst open one after the other,Life can’t always be so very happy. Cloud tears fall on…