So one of us
has to go. We know one of us,
come on, it's time to go.
And as the storm
rolls in,
leaving all we've been.
I guess there's a first time for everything
And was the spotlight
up above you
shining so bright?
A searchlight,
signaling to bring you home
always wanting.
You found oh the limelight.
And where the hell did you go?
And was the road too long?
Did you want it?
Did you find it?
Did you need it?
And where the hell did you go?
And was the road too long?
When you finally see what matters and what don't. Even the people you once thought that matters.. They are just passerby in the end.
It is always easy to say.. But it doesn't make it any easier to walk away. . .
And I think for the next few days, I will be blogging in Mandarin. Needed a break from everything now. All I feel now is just... doesn't make sense any more..
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