When the man cry Sometimes I must avow mistakes that I've done
Sometimes I must understood in the wake of someone has been flown
your smile, your angry eyes and a softly touch
admiration and amazement
dance in my mind, in my heart, in my soul
you are the meaning of my live
you're my inspiration
you gave me new spirit to love this live
Now I know what broken-heart is
since you've been gone
Now I know what love is
after you remove me from your mind
didn’t care my admiration along with the airplane's roar
a nice smile, an angry eyes and a softly touch
hand in hand across the forest
and everything you do and every word you said
it makes me such as float
you took a half of my soul along with the plane's roar
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