A beautiful green paradise
the garden of eden...

In the night
hear you cry...

I hate the truth
it hurts the most...

One smoke and another
tensions rising...

We shared the laughter
and even the tears...

Staring at the sky,
reminiscing memories...

My dear son;
i'm going to somewhere...

A dusty sky,
a rotten tree...

Let me bleed if your wounded,
let me wept if your about to cry...

Some people laugh at him,
some simply ignore...

Thinking bout the days
when you we're still mine...

Go; my love please go,
i just stop loving you...