Goodbye my shine, goodbye my light. I bid farewell to the things you can't tell. A chance to undo, lost in the ocean of doubts. However you choose to pursue, a chance to redo your routes.
There is no man on the moon,
only a man in the balcony.
With enough thoughts to fill up a room,
he cups his arms, always lonely.
On my own, not on my own.
How can anyone survive
with the fallacy that he will die alone?
Alive, I want to feel alive.
Goodbye my lover, forever will I love her. I say chao to the things you cannot say now. You had your shot, I was waiting. You never start, as I was fading.
