No, Isn't she so blessed?

With that voice with soul

I'm turning into black

Like she went back to black

Wake up in bed and decide to be good

But always something strikes me to the ground

Couldn't get out there

I like being alone or blue

Her songs, I always sleep into

Her words, that always made me feel the same

Her love, wish I was her friend and knew everything

Her, her

No, it is not her sin

God took her for granted

"Love was everywhere," they said

But, "Love is losing game," she said

I went my bed and try to close my eyes

But always something drags me to the ground

And on your birthday

I always sing alone, your songs

Her songs, I always sleep into

Her word, that always made me feel the same

Her love, wish I was her friend and knew everything

Her, her