I don't want to win anymore
Just want to go my home
The place i love where be secure
Somewhere alone living on my own
One and two the rhythm gets mute
It wasn't your but fault of the stars
Just a bit more calm, a little peace
I want t replace all my marks
Scar of tear marks
Wound in my heart
Squeeze in some laughs
Before death takes a start
I want to wait and live somemore
Below starshine and tree of willow
I want to gaze a bit more
Is it a crime to be of my own?
