A splash of tears keeps hitting me
A splash of tears keeps hitting me You are the name of furious passion inside me It hurts me when I see it’s not there. Even I am the colour of gloomy at your night Or maybe tan from your sunburn. I found you’re the name of the path in my little city But I am the dust line on your Fate Or the memory of your last night. You Don’t have any plea to save me from the ocean Or a little desire and courage. But on my end, it is still like the first day, Because your spirit…