I see your eyes, holding the depth of the ocean and the sadness of the night.
I see you, standing there alone thinking that no one is watching you.
I watch you playing that sorrowful music at the mid of the night in the garden and guilt fills my veins.
Then I think back on what has happened and what have the others done to you.
For the first time, I ( Read more... )

I see your eyes, holding the depth of the ocean and the sadness of the night.
I see you, standing there alone thinking that no one is watching you.
I watch you playing that sorrowful music at the mid of the night in the garden and guilt fills my veins.
Then I think back on what has happened and what have the others done to you.
For the first time, I ( Read more... )