To a sunset on a desert
I wrote some stupid words
It does'nt mean i meant them
To a hollow hole of one's soul
I threw a poisened stone
From nowhere it started to burn
It burned like it was so unfair
Because that soul was hurt
And I just hurt it more

I began to wonder
I see it does'nt work for me
Again i try to wonder
I know colorful places
But joy that dies
Could never be replaced
Only by faces