After many years you come back to me
not safe
filled with your tired eyes
Look at me and tell me too
Do you still believe in fairy tales
you once said to me
Every heart is lonely
Every heart is fragile and longs to be touched
but your heart
forever burning
Never back down
The older you get, the lonelier you become
The older I get, the more uneasy I become
I have to watch the wings of my dreams being broken
I have to take back what I said and ask myself
Where have your innocent eyes gone?
The older you get, the lonelier you become
The older I get, the more uneasy I become
I also have to open the parachute that protects you.
Also suddenly
Understand that the road ahead will not be smooth
Could it be said that this change is inevitable?
"The older you get, the lonelier you become"
The copywriting is inexplicable, but it still fits this article to a certain extent. That's it. I was young and frivolous and high-spirited, and I have never forgotten it...