Once on
finding my way back to the home of happiness...

You say nothing's the same anymore,
but how could I forget...

Perhaps a paradox,
but I have seen roses grew on the ice...

It is difficult for a soul
to seek shelter in rain of despair...

You say
there is no such thing as perfection...

Our love could have been anything...
A song playing on the beaches of Miami...

You said to me,
"grief isn't for you...

For a reason,
I do not look back...

Enough of walking on suicidal thoughts
or...

Pride
Ends...

Whenever you portray the gleam of hope
on the canvas of your face...

Once
I had a sky full of stars under the bonfire...