Friendship is a palace surrounded by knights,
those knights are memories and the palace is my heart,
as friends we stick together like horses in a corsage,
but we fade apart when the run starts,
running from the wind, the jealousy and the agony,
i come and meet the moon and the sun for my nightmare has come,
i see many things like a rainbow or a cloud of ash,
though there is one problem......i am alone,
we ran through separate paths,
we each chose a different way,
and when we meet again you will have your own say
