This road that once keeps us sane collapsed, can’t hold even my breath. And yesterday night that taste really sweet vanished, can’t feel anything left.
Maybe if these red shoes of mine keep following you behind, and if the heart looks up for a quiet lullaby of yours, then I’d understand.
Scream out your heart, I’ll listen to you.
No matter how far, no matter how dark.
Light up my mind, I’ll go to you.
With the same shoes, with the same smile.
