God paints great pictures
But our eyes could be filled with tears
and sometimes, we fail to see the beauty
We let words roll out of our mouths
and we go to places where we lose ourselves
We will be pushed forward to different places
But I will still look back and laugh
Forgive my sighs mingled with tears
I noticed that everyday is becoming the same
I'll see you again next year
There is nothing we can do
We can't go anywhere with our little worn out out bodies