You are a kite
That I sent off to the sky.
I wanna let you fly,
But cannot set you free.
With the half-hearted pulls,
Selfish one is me.
You are a source of happiness,
as well as heartache,
A book of mystery.
I enjoy you being near,
But the thought is sealed.
Selfish one is me.
You are a lucid dream
That occurs two times a day.
Daytime and nighttime, hey,
In my mind, all day everyday.
Fusing dreams and reality,
Selfish one is me.
You are a sweet mistake
That I'm trying to erase.
Though I find myself be
filling the vague trace.
Determination is weak,
Selfish one is me.
I'll cut the string and hope wind will take you away.
I'll close the book, and lock it away.
I'll break my pencil, and throw it away.
I'll wake up and walk away.
I'll disappear, but I'll be near,
Right behind your two-way mirror.
Selfish one is still me,
Selfish one is me.
