loneliness (with BOBO)

Blackness
All is wrapped in blackness
Covered overall
Linkers of blackness
Cant even see my fingers
In front of my eyes
Moving like ballet dancers
in slow motion
And a sound
reminding me of Bugle calls
Hurricanes my heart into commotion
But waiting
is never wasted time
But waiting
is never wasted time
Is never waste time
Even loneliness is full of life
Loneliness is surface full of life
Waiting to be discovered
Even loneliness is full of life
Loneliness is surface full of life
Waiting to be discovered
Waiting to be discovered
Even loneliness is full of life脳4
Waiting
To be discovered
Even loneliness is full of life
Even loneliness is full of life