The rain wells up at my ankles The tears I held back well up in my eyes I cry Wherever I go, my small rain cloud floats above me I stand on my tip-toes and try to catch it But I’m too short, it’s always above my fingers
A new day starts with the soft sunlight (every day) Taking me to this place (Dunkin is my pleasure) Aromatic coffee and my favorite Dunkin bagel (breakfast) I feel happy, will you love me today as well?
Only thinking about the happy things It’s hard, I’m not good at that It’s only me, am I different? Is something wrong with me? Speaking your honest thoughts That’s hard, I’m not good at that I pretended to be happy with a smile Did you know? Am I the only one?
I lived so fiercely In the place I tried to go up But I wasn’t there in that place It’s so far to go back But it’s too faint to walk again I stopped in place for a while