Sitting in the 14th floor balcony of my lovely apartment...
Staring at the glowing street lights of this multinational city…
Trying hard to recollect myself...
Thinking of the happiness flowing all over the city…
Trying to find out the meaning of life...
Trying to find out the meaning of happiness…
Do you think me unhappy or…
Do you think me crazy?
I don’t dare to ask myself whether I am really crazy..
I don’t care about what they tell…
I observe people in the streets...
So many people are awake at this late hour…
Are they still searching for happiness?
The girl in pink skirt holding her boyfriend’ hand...
The boy in blue denim flying with his new Pulsor …
The guys in the 15th floor dancing with jolly numbers…
Are they happy with all these?
Why they are laughing so much…
Are they really happy??
Am I the only person tonight who is awake with her glass of drink
And still not able to find happiness?
Why can’t I join these people..
Why can’t I enjoy these so-called happy activities..
I can’t think any more…
I am getting exhausted…
I can’t enjoy the light any more…
I am unable to enjoy the music…
It is getting stiff from my head to toe..
I can’t move also…
Am I going to die??
I don’t want to know either…
I want some peace…
Please let me sleep…
Staring at the glowing street lights of this multinational city…
Trying hard to recollect myself...
Thinking of the happiness flowing all over the city…
Trying to find out the meaning of life...
Trying to find out the meaning of happiness…
Do you think me unhappy or…
Do you think me crazy?
I don’t dare to ask myself whether I am really crazy..
I don’t care about what they tell…
I observe people in the streets...
So many people are awake at this late hour…
Are they still searching for happiness?
The girl in pink skirt holding her boyfriend’ hand...
The boy in blue denim flying with his new Pulsor …
The guys in the 15th floor dancing with jolly numbers…
Are they happy with all these?
Why they are laughing so much…
Are they really happy??
Am I the only person tonight who is awake with her glass of drink
And still not able to find happiness?
Why can’t I join these people..
Why can’t I enjoy these so-called happy activities..
I can’t think any more…
I am getting exhausted…
I can’t enjoy the light any more…
I am unable to enjoy the music…
It is getting stiff from my head to toe..
I can’t move also…
Am I going to die??
I don’t want to know either…
I want some peace…
Please let me sleep…