They say no people are the same...
And maybe it supposed to be like this.
I'd rather go right through the flame,
Than keep my faith into the misbeliefs.
Have you ever seen in your reflection?
Someone like you who takes the hint of yours,
Pronounced without sound and confession,
Who knows your heart, the core of Soul?
They say no people are the same,
I doubt this way supposed to be...
As summer skies brought restful rain,
You've crossed my life, become a part of me.