Look at those flowers blooming
same is my life, it’s developing
You may think, I’m bleeding
but you don’t that I’m learning.
Learning from all of my mistakes
giving the cost that it takes
looking the mistakes what it takes
and all waiting for good days.
Good days which we couldn’t see
but it’s different what we feel
I’ll be the one I wanted to be
and you’ll see the different side of me.
The side of me which you’ve never found
all the melody of good sound
like the miracle of mystery town
happiness will go round and round.
Round and round like the earth we live in
other will puzzle where I’ve been?
I’ll show things they’ve never seen
tell those truth they’ve never mean.
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