Wake up in the middle of the stars
I stand above the world
I beg you to stop burning my heart
All the trees and the sea are all of my, all of my own
Flying to the air of the stars
Our place is shine in the dark
I’ll take you from all your tears
If you are not lying
I’m a mirror in your eyes
I can see all hidden cry
All the Happens is fixed
And I see a lot of the people
Back to a big piece of puzzle to air
Blow your paper to the air
and I can see your world
over my shoulder
I’ll carve your soul in my constellation
a lonely satellite in the wilderness
Please Stay in my place
Now Open my way
All the Happens is fixed
And I see a lot of the people
Back to a big piece of puzzle to air
Blow your paper to the air
and I can see your world
over my shoulder
I’ll carve your soul in my constellation