when i'm sad lonely i run to sea
i try to find nothing with envy
waves that ever reach me
splash, burst and gone away
soon i'm too lost i come back
where; from first i did start
and when; when i'm really clueless
i reach for you even you don't miss
just listening to your unending stories
lifts me up i feel butterflies on my face
then i'm feeling good again, i would cry
i keep to myself; i really don't know why
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