Seeing An Imperfect Person Perfectly...

The most gorgeous one, I adore her...


She with the bitter grin in the corner of her lips

Vanishing the blues out of her beautifully crafted- face

No more pride as the heart- breakin' conqueror


Nothingness was the ghost in the void at that moment

I can still recall the day she asked me to save her

Another brand new life to put all the past behind


Yet, her miseries were holding her back

to the yesterday I may not aware


Surely she was in pain

The smile and those pretty eyes of her

And then I asked her: Shall We Dance?

As she sang how jazzy her life has been


For those hours of darkness

She was standing right in front of me

Speaking words of wisdom, let it be...


She brought up my conscience

When the broken hearted people

Living in the world agree,

There will be an answer, let it be...


And when the night is cloudy,

There is still a light that shines on me.

Shine until tomorrow, let it be...


For though they may be parted there is

Still a chance that they will see

There will be an answer, let it be...


She never disappointed me

Her affection fit my pieces

Her imperfection amazes me

Her faith takes me beyond belief


O My Love,

I need time to compose the music

There will be no sorrow anymore

To the day after the eternity

To love you just like today


Just like one in the cloudy evening-sky

A midnight sun, the loyal moon

Always be there.