Cross me with lost love
Cross me with lost love
when his hands tied us,
dragging us into reality,
one where our unity does not exist.
It was like a beautiful golden cage,
when I was with you,
tied up and happily locked away,
never escape through my mind crossed.
But reality is like a dagger,
that sticks in my leg,
making me limp in front of you,
because I don't want to leave you behind.
Love has run away in our house,
letting me fly away,
because I was tired of the fake,
wanting to be free like her and fly with both wings.
But the faith was losing its life,
she was already alone,
sick with dark loneliness,
where there were no words of comfort.
Days go by and I feel the same way,
as if I once knew the sky,
but now I'm in the middle of burning hell,
because I'm letting go of love.
I can't stop loving you,
just by saying it or swearing it,
I can't stop thinking about you and following you,
for just promising not to do it again.
And that's because faith is dead,
between my hands and tears,
saying goodbye and leaving behind,
has that hope still caged up.
Giving way to true chaos,
one that burns my skin and makes me forget,
close your eyes for wanting to die,
since he doesn't want to let me go.
But something changed out of nowhere,
my voice he heard,
leaving me free to die,
but whose free hope...
...is to cross me with lost love.
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