What is reflected in my eyes? . Not the moonlight in a starless midnight. That showers on the people passing by. One's so small and the world's so wide. Every step forward echoes a sigh. I reach up
What is reflected in my eyes? . Not the moonlight in a starless midnight. That showers on the people passing by. One's so small and the world's so wide. Every step forward echoes a sigh. I reach up
Baby if it's rain. Thunder on this course. I will make it. I will find a way. Even if it pours. And I will take it all for you. I don't make promises I won't keep. No leap or ocean that's too wide or
