My past days fall on a belief,
That love is just like a falling leaf.
Slowly blew by the coldest of wind,
Then find his ground through his wings.
Absolutely the leaf will fall,
Then land on ground’s call.
There the leaf found the partner,
Whom never leave him until forever.
Like the leaf I was,
Hurt by fall and break-ups.
Hoping the wind to blew me hard,
Then fall directly to your heart.
And if time comes for my rest,
I just have one thing to wish.
That if my cells turn into pieces,
I just want to stay at that place.
Place where my heart dictates,
Where I found my real state.
I will be beside you until my decay,
To prove my love will stay.
