Streams often flows,
Wind often blows.
Till when i can find someone else?
Who will own my love and cares.
Roving with that cargo desire,
Shipping in the dry sea,
Floating at the wildest mountain,
And walking at the stormy sky,
To find someone else,
Who will own my love and cares.
Time seems lightning,
One flash at a time.
How far should I run?
And how many paces should i make?
To find someone else,
Who will own my love and cares.
