There're days when we goes all black
Days when we went all blue
And how is that.
Did you ever slips into my thought?
Did you ever know what it hold about you?

There're times when we ignore
Times when we're as cold as winter
Times when I lose hope
Times when I cant stood strong
I often had such times
Those times thinking what these actually mean to you.

How should I tell
That, whenever it occurs
Your sniffing laugh
That kind of tone you used to deliberate your thought
Nothing but all of those simple things you do,
I like you.

I still hope in those days
I'll still wait for the upcoming view
And even when nothing is left through all those colours
I'd still pray that one day this dream will come true.