HOW MANY DAYS WE
HAVE OF LOVE.
CAUSE, NOT A BEAM OF
LIFE I CAN SEE HERE.
AS THE DAYS ARE
PASSING BY, IT FEELS
LIKE WE BOTH ARE
GETTING OUT OF CARE.
NEITHER A GOOD
MORNING CALL NOR A
TEXT OF GOOD NIGHT. I
THINK, YOU FORGET
THAT WE HAVE SPENT
THE NIGHTS TOGETHER.
I’M WATCHING YOU
STANDING TOGETHER
BUT SO FAR.
WE ARE SUFFERING
BEHIND THIS CAGE OF
UNBREAKABLE BAR.
AS LONG AS WE WILL BE
TOGETHER, THE MORE
WE WILL BE IN PAIN.
I KNOW IT’S AWFUL TO
SAY. NOW THERE’S NO
MEANING OF STAY.
_NO MEANING OF STAY_