A bullet
In your mother's oak tree
How did I turn out this way
A sunrise
For the sick and tired
Live for someone else
I'm so high
It helps my sleeping
When I don't make myself cry
Enclose the city lights
And make me understand
The ebb tide never lies
I'm trusting no one
A cigarette could be a guiding
If you're look looking at a deep night sky
I'm trusting no one
Enclose the city lights
And make me understand
Enclose the city lights
And make me understand
Enclose the city lights
And make me understand
