in that morning when i was crossing those 180 million miles my tears were falling down that day i couldn't stop my tears because it wasn't me who's crying just my heart was full of pain i thought those tears will never fall down in place full of strange faces but i was wrong that road was full of memories
from the past.
i was holding in my hand this small piece you gived me, i was holding it so tight like little boy that his mother gived him something and she told him don't lose it.
i was holding it so tight same the way that i wanted to hold you and not let anyone take you away.
i will cross those 180 million miles again to see if i can lose all those memories in those 180 mile
