DIFFERENT FACES FROM THE PAST

He tells her about the blue ocean
He tells her about the blue sky
Believing and hoping this to be true...this to be true

She can hear him..even if she cannot speak or see,her ears are still alive
He was trying to make himself forget the unforgattable..forget the unforgetable...

he was looking up to the sky and he cry..cry..cry..
and he wish that she miss him..
he wish that she mind to give him one more chance to be the one..

Now i'm only dreaming of u..now i'm only took ur picture on my pillowcase..
Now i'm only looking of u from my window..now i'm only look ur picture on my pillowcase..

He told her many things...
About the beautiful flowers he discovered on the battlefield
About bewitching beauty of mist filling in the morning.
She can hear him..even if she cannot speak or see,her ears are still alive

My memories flood my dreams
Is it only my dreams? Or is it my precious past??
words and words made me dizzy..
i'm looking for a key..a key for ur heart..

in his dream i saw different faces from the past
i knew that this path to hurt to pass