I need a time living simple all out.
Don't give chase to flee.
Sitting on the freeway with silence of lily
Always come to mind.
And you're said so clearly that my arms feel you warm.
It seems like story so dreamy,
Floating in my eyes, words, feelings.
You're always kind and pity.
Much more you can sigh.
I was true giving my right arm.
I just head down the freeway to the place
Where you call for a true arm.
What is your guidelines?
What is your problems?
You drop me home.
I was sick of your decisions.
You know I really head out.