My love for you
Is burning fiercely in my heart.
Fresh as morning's dew,
But old as time itself.
The fire inside only grows
The smoke, no where to go
Up and up and up my throat
The black smoke remains afloat
Day and night, moon and sun
I try to express the smoke,
But I haven't won
All that comes out is a mere croak
I open my mouth,
Black smoke arise
I close my mouth, my eyes cry
Should I open to you, and watch your eyes look at the sky
Or should I save you, and slowly watch myself die?
