• here we are again to speak of you when, and maybe yet I get to share my most wisdom thoughts with you. And here we are all over again, wondering why we seem to shut our eyes. But I will not proceed to give up and let be the deed. Who are you to tell me that my life can not be any worse, who are you to show me that my life is a curse. But I do understand, that isn't the place for my land. Say that you'll at least miss me and remember to kiss me, a simple goodnight if I say, don't ever go away.