i am calculating of what's left inside.
i have nothing.
there's nothing that i can give to you.
i once gave you everything i had,
and gave and gave it all away,
and i am left with emptiness.
i dont blame you.
i dont blame the distance either.
i am not pretty sure,
as it is supposed to be like this.
i know what you want,
you dont know what i want.
so sad.
not just you.
i dont know what i want too.
even for me,
even for you,
i cant go off wandering without you.
as much as it will do,
these colours would never tell the real story of me.
- he says.
