| Lost Soul |
No background…
No identity…
Draining the blood…
| Needle in the Ocean |
January 3, 2006
No matter how much is done, everything is useless.
There’s nothing.
I still don’t see you understanding.
Everything I’ve given is gone.
It’s come to the point where I’ve given up.
Would I have to admit defeat and walk away?
My heart is tired because it has done everything it can.
Leaving a needle in the ocean,
No matter how hard it is, you can still find it.
As for love, the love within you,
There will never be a day that it will be found because it doesn’t exist.
