Deep Blue Sky

Sometimes I feel like I am lost,
A waste of life,
A waste of time, a waste of love.

Sometimes I hate the roles I play,
Like a human shape,
I'm a ghost who can't reply

Swimming in the Deep blue Sky.
And rain.
Under the rainbow we want to fly.
Again.

I almost always feel like there,
I can feel like there
is a thorn deep inside

And since whenever I cry,
Whenever I laugh,
Hapiness or sadness matters not.

Swimming in the Deep blue Sky.
And rain.
Under the rainbow we want to fly.
Again.