i call it "lost"

I am staring in the teardrops of the rain
i dont know if i have to search for something
my mind is opened but i cant guess what is in
Maybe its very hard to catch the deepest mean

the wind blew to its hardest that i felt frost
when i breathe my heart was beating most
i am scared of what im felling
but i guess his always looking

so he for the clear of his eyes
whom i saw him in my dreams at night
when i turned back at times
i couldn't see anything, i've found nothing

and i've follow the edge of the light
and i saw a statue besides the window
i thought it was the boy i've been waiting 4
its only my imagination that love reflects like A SHADOW....
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