coretan pikiran both of

i can care to u
i can give my best respect to u
i can give it to u
but i can't give u my heart


I can taste the dust wipe out my tears
When memory choirs upon the graves
Everything is hollow since wind blown he away


he make me so unpredictable
sometimes make me miss him
sometimes make me hate him

hate to be love him
hate to be part of him,,
but i think i know why i do like this?

its because of
he's already into mine,,,
he's already be d part of me
even its not my hope to assume


and u?
u are so nice
really nice
and u are to nice to be mine


I'm not like what u think about,,


and until now
i try but still i can't,,,




My passion and desire committed suicide
Hanging on the ceiling of my broken heart