Even if I could be blind, I would still see the shape of this night
My view could never be limited by my eyes...
I see the stars...breathing their shine...
Touching the sky through my wish...
Seeing you through your breathe, through your thought...
The shape of this night could be made by my hands..
And this Moonlight dust could be fractions of my heart spill..
The color of this night could be painted by my words...
or by my blood...
No...I will not do anything...will not change it...
just want to remember..
My view could never be limited by my eyes...
I see the stars...breathing their shine...
Touching the sky through my wish...
Seeing you through your breathe, through your thought...
The shape of this night could be made by my hands..
And this Moonlight dust could be fractions of my heart spill..
The color of this night could be painted by my words...
or by my blood...
No...I will not do anything...will not change it...
just want to remember..