When there is a story,
we can make a marvellous creation;
When there is a story,
we can produce music with a sprinkle of true.
missing you makes me wanna trace back our wonderful memories.
there are not only black and white but with the existence of grey.
I can't resist to think of you,
but still act like u are nothing in my heart.
Don't give me reasons, because there are no explainations in love.
How many positions are there in life? where is mine?
How many place are there in heart? what about mine?
Turn over my mind, i can't see where i came from.
Flashing back the memories,
I felt so blank.
who success, who fail;
Who got it, Who lost........
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