Sometimes he wants to cut through the stories everyday

Still my hands are looking at you everyday
It's not like I look forward to trying it
Always holding a nostalgic blame innocent people
I do not care who long I still love you
Sometimes he wants to cut through the stories everyday
Let me see how much I love you
But afraid to know again left him,
Sometimes my wish is above this life
Live without you
Stand behind you pensive interest!
There is always someone waiting behind me
Behind you I expect you to be happy to know?
Go on again when you fall back to him