Flickering eyelashes while flaunting new fashions
I try on new clothes and find new passions.
Where did the man go who I see in my dreams?
Why is my life unstitched at the seams?
Give me a chance to make it all right,
forget fate and fly forward to fight.
The truth is I can't find it on my own,
lost and alone, broken heart and home.
Like a wanderer, a lily floating down
a class five river that's sure to drown.
But I'm just a lily, drifted far downstream.
Weather and worry are an unstoppable team.
On the road again, in the plateau of life,
die from boredom or die by the knife.
Like a blue wind caught in the trees,
Like a growing shrub stuck in a freeze
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