For the frustrations,
To peel apart of my heart...

I am weaving a life in the desert,
Threads are always breaking...

Without ears-
I keep talking to you...

It was 1 am when I slipped into sleep,
I have visited you three times by then...

Whatever deep your hide,
You cannot hide you from your heart...

Your eyes told me you love me,
In that crowd, we couldn't talk...