The day I went by,
I saw a mystery going on...

Like a breeze on a sunny day,
like a bad day on a broken heart...

As good things come out,
they are not good as always...

Hope is the faith and believes,
it means you trust...

You promise you will be here,
once I waited for you and you never came...

Just above the sky,
the stars and the Sun...

When you lose something,
you might get mad...

A melody inside my heart,
tells me the story inside my mind...

Beautiful things appeared on life,
good things remembered forever...

The sky is always faded in blue,
the stars shine at the dark night, too...

A little deep inside
by soul is almost brighten...

When I heard you sing
everything torn bright...