You were the stranger I never bothered to know
The wall I would just pass by
The paper that give me no impression
The shadow that never caught my eye
The star I never gazed up on night
But destiny has throned the dice and we landed on the same field
Then You were seating next to me.
At the end, at the back row of the arena, we were there.
And each of our black moon has locked on its path.
A smile on your grimace and a kindle in my own trace.
Now you speak up and I've heard your voice,
Addictive as wine, the only music I could define
We were there at the back row, at the end of the plaza.
And every day we got closer with each other.
We opened our diaries and we spoke the letters
And we didn't mind the Picasso.
We were there , at the back row at the end of the sweet garden
I felt your lavish skin and now we were never in a distance
And now we see each others world
We were there at the back row at the end of Adam's paradise.
We prayed that the music won't stop,
But we could never control the symphony
The curtains have closed and the orchestra has died
We were there at the back row at the end of the Great Opera House
Two hearts have become one in the center of circles
The Top and the Ball have danced for the night
We were there at the back row at the end of the city of Love
But now they were just sweet memories written at the end, at the back row of the buried History
The Elizabeth had once asked
will thou dae everything?
Will thee be undone for Love?
Will thou stop the rolls and halt the knights?
What can thee dae for LOVE?
Another dice was thrown
But we were no longer there
We are no longer at the back row at the end of the castle
And just like any other tragic story
We ended up like Romeo and Juliet
For I chose to let go
For I can't do anything For Love
For I am not Islde
Forgive me for leaving you at the back row at the end of the temple
Fare thee well
