Descripción

Being in this world is like flying
But without wings, it's trying to conquer
Something impossible to beat,
It's like trying to strip down
Every time I try, you're just
Lying to me again.
And it's always the same
And I can't get it out of my head
If you only knew, I'm dying for you.
And now I have so many flowers in my hands
But there's one flower from a blue field,
You know I don't want to pick you,
Today I realized I only want you.