the night is dark, as homeless cat
a sleepless night doing as mad
a windowsill are cold and strait
time to make step, what are you wait?
we come and go, no one return
who can explain, why my heart burn?
who can show way at lighless night?
i am not Danko, you are right…
my windowsill still strait and cold
what your last win? what your last fault?
sometime the end is just new start
i will light your way by my heart