作词 : 오코 (Okho)
作曲 : 오코 (Okho)
Whose call is the little bird answering
Lying on the cold floor the wings
As if thinking of the bygone days do the last dance
The feathers hard to leave give themselves the wind
Theres nothing, theres nothing i can do for you
Sorrow comfort in my eyes to you
Sorrow comfort in my eyes to you
Coming through the breath of twilight your voice
Becomes my direction sign and tells me
Where to go