Where are the beauties that i used to see
Where are the gorgeous flowers beneath the tree
Are they gone already?
I love to inhale the clean air
but now its all gone
wish i could find a place
where i can rest myself
with those people with a good heart
a place where things are clear
and not a place where i can see smoke and dirt
I believe in you god
cuz my mom told me you are true
maybe we're too many
to hear our prayers
but somehow i wish that i could be with you
just 1 minute to talk with you
to ask for a place where there is
real beauty
where there is no war and no conflict
where people can't feel pain
my father told me that there is
and it is called paradise
but only those loving heart can go there
and what is remained will stay in this planet called earth
God, i know I'm too young to know
all the things but my curiosity
wont give up
i want to be aware to help people
like a hero in the television show
I would like to ask you god
why people must sacrifice
i know that you are powerful but
sometimes i wonder if you are true
cuz every time i pray
all i see is statue
i lean in your front like all people do
but you don't even speak a word for a reply
Sometimes I'm confused why they cry
in the church they beg for mercy but even a single word
you don't utter
maybe you are shy
all i do until now is pray and pray
cuz mom told me you will come for the last judgment to all the living
and if I'm still alive until it comes
i will approach you to see you face
maybe you're like us or maybe you are just a light
