The destroyed me...

Wandering Ghost

Why do you sing,why do you play,why do you look at the distance,when alone,

Someone asked that person..

He stood silent..

What answer could he give..

He held back the answer that was always ready,but there was no one to hear...

He so wished to tell,the person I am waiting for,has always been you..

The person I have played for is always you..

Even when you are mine,you are not mine..

How to live with this pain,o beloved of mine,can you tell me..

Smiling alone,I wish for an embrace,to feel again..

Yes,I am just a wandering ghost,lost in this world of pain..