I heard you so but you don't


I asked about you if you still afraid


I sertch you in the morning and at night


I remembred all my days


i am some one who is died sitting down


i gived my hand throught the moon thinking that you still


i weaked up is the meedle of the night believing that you talked me


i cut years in the days in order to lose them


sun and moon rise you foir me


and if you were died it is racine swish on the heart


it is smile still living in the end


i am in your hand and you are in my one


you still living in my heart