Lullaby (Broken Hearted)

Sitting here alone of nowhere
There are some empty feeling
To wonder...
What is life for?
Reaching out the dreams
But nothing is going through

Life is wonderful
But there is no place to reach it

Smell of the four season
Cannot cure the blue of the heart
Feeling blooming but then winter has come
Leaves has fall, spread the smell of missing
Never know...
The time has roll the faith
Who can be blamed?
That the decision has turn away
Cold, dark and whisper
Reaching out
The fail
And then gone