Thursday, March 12, 2009 . 8:56 PM
Dandelion in the rain...Soaked white hair...
I can't fly when the tears brought me down...
Oh...
By the window across the garden...
I hear a widow singing sad songs...
Oh...
Her love has gone with the withered flower...
He stepped on my leaves days ago...
On a rainy day like this...
And she's been singing...
And I've been standing...
Waiting for the sun to come back...
And I will be leaving too...