The blood in my hand
will it stop bleeding
Paint it blue
So I could meet my fate
Unreached destiny
Could I be careless
or am I wrong
when I expected it
destined to meet
I was the one who decides
But when people knew
they closed the door
Lips are sealed by glue
Can't shout as my tongue is being cut
Diary on the table
Will never be opened
Let me walk
and remember again
once the memories come closer
I should pull it back
Flowers are blooming
renewing the day again
When bees are coming closer
never touch again
You've Been Loved
You've Been Loved
You've Been Loved
You've Been Loved
The blood in my hand
will it stop bleeding
Paint it blue
So I could meet my fate