Father'sMe
卢巧音 - Father's Me

You'll be my.You'll be my road
When i'm tinking of you i swear i
I said i .Want some lights when i'm walking this road)
Four at the morning. fold a plane to fly through the window
Six at the morning .listening to the birds sing. and thinking of you
I say you don't understand me.I say you don't have idea
I say you don't think of my feelings
It'hard to admit.It's sad to admit. I tihnk
Open your ears and open your eyes
You don't have to pretend to be blind
Open your ears and open your mind
Everything is besides you here